"Tourist" lyrics

"Tourist"

I wish that clouds could hold me up
Like I thought as a child, growing up
I wish I could sound as soothing as the rainfall
But I am only a drop from the storm

Feel like a tourist out in the country
Once this whole world was all countryside
Feel like a tourist in the big city
Soon I will simply evaporate

They took the strings up north
The drums down south
After they crossed Afghanistan
A long time ago
You're shuffling your feet
Into the next dimension
Soon skyscrapers will be everywhere

I feel like a tourist lost in the suburbs
Soon our whole world will be urban sprawl
Feel like a lover out on the ocean
Feel like a teardrop streaming off your chin

Some will bet against you
Try even to prevent you
But not many can stop you man
If you got a perfect plan

Can they possibly try
Demand to know why
They would bow to you
In this sand, a thousand generations

Feel like a tourist out in the desert
So hot it feels like the devil's breath
Feel like a tourist out in this swampland
This world is just patches of water and land

Everywhere I go I'm a tourist
But if you stay with me I'll always be at home


Thanks to Edwin Sepulveda for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to Leslie for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Julian Casablancas
album: "Phrazes For The Young" (2009)
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