Chartered Trips Mould lyrics
I picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all,
I hear the porter call.
Said Òthe skyÕs the limit on this chartered trip awayÓ, guess IÕd better
stay.
Out there on the desert, I see trees on every wall, nothingÕs ever solved.
Said Òthe skyÕs the limit on this chartered trip awayÓ, guess IÕd better
stay away.
I thought I owed myself a trip away,
I wanted to go to places I have never been away,
I looked at the pictures, imagine where they lay away, on a beach, by the sand,
where their clothes all lay away.
Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away.
Said ÒthereÕs no returning from this chartered trip away
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