Young man, feelin' old
look and scorn at the ...
Wearing his PJ's at the hippie cafe
Everybody stares at him that way
Skate board, council park
Gets a little scary after dark
There's nothing to do,
It feels like there are only two sane people
And they're leaving soon
Chorus:
In a town, of perfect isolation
Holding her close, though you don't really want her
He's got those magic balloons
He's bought his travelling shoes
He's got a unique style,
And he's been yearning for a while
He knows he's got to go away, away
He gazes at the sky
And like departure passes by
He knows he's got to go away!
This is an afternoon on fire
They feel the season
This is made of girls and Honda
His glasses tease on
At the swimming pools and malls...
The crash is in the air
He'll give them his time
But he doesn't want to share it
He wants to be anywhere but here.
Chorus:
In a town, of perfect isolation
Holding her close, though you don't really want her
He's got those magic balloons
He's bought his travelling shoes
He's got a unique style,
And he's been yearning for a while
He knows he's got to go away, away
He gazes at the sky
And like departure passes by
He knows he's got to go away!
