Letra da Música: Pittsville Direkt - Fall

No current is waned
Where it wants to go
Some are only happy
In the throes
Of bitter arguments
Ready and packed
To ride there by train ride
By plane ride
By walking
Or from the insides

I can't deal with Pittsville Direkt
I don't wanna go to Pittsville Direkt
No no no Pittsville Direkt
Yes yes yes Pittsville Direkt

Stood off the train platform
Crushed cig in cup
FDA regulation state
Boarded at gate
Plane rides

I can't deal with Pittsville Direkt
I don't wanna trip to Pittsville Direkt
No love lost in Pittsville Direkt

And meanwhile
From New York to Skegness*
They don't ask your telephone silk

I don't wanna go to Pittsville Direckt
No no no no Pittsville Direkt
Please don't please Pittsville Direkt
Many a jest in Pittsville Direkt

By planeride
By trainride
What are they doing to Bournemouth City Park West?
Why have they got those masks on?

I wanna exit Pittsville Direkt
I'm correct about Pittsville Direkt
The citizens of Pittsville Direkt
Will be out scaring ghosts
Around midnight

Ride out to where the planets roam
Drive carefully! Mother-to-be on board