Songtext von Pittsville Direkt

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