The Road to Ridiculous Bohemia

This town this town is sick of me
And it knows that I feel the same
I think it's time that I should leave
And I'll move on to another place oh yeah
Another place oh yeah
Another place

These streets these streets they feel the same
My shoes are bored and my soul is tired
I walk alone I walk in vain
And I'll move to another place oh yeah
Another place oh yeah
Another place

And it's not like I am running away
I want more than this so I cannot stay
And it pains me so to leave you all behind
But remember folks, it's all in the mind

These people they think differently
And there are few who I've passive smoked with
There must be folks out there like me
So I'll move on to another place oh yeah
Another place oh yeah
Another place

All these pubs they start to seem
Like they're your home and you smell of shandy
It's time to face reality
And then move on to another place oh yeah
Another place oh yeah
Another place

And it's not like I am running away
I want more than this so I cannot stay
And it pains me so to leave you all behind
But remember folks, it's all in the mind

This town this town is sick of me
(this town this town)
And I think it knows that I feel the same
So I think it's time that I should leave
And I'll move on to another place oh yeah
Another place oh yeah
Another place