This is a tired old world i want News from elsewhere Good news Bad news On picture-postcards This is a blind spot This is an empty lot I need a radio I need a hilltop I want my news from elsewhere It is a mighty long way from Here to elsewhere Uphill Downhill Wish i had a Fourwheel-drive Wish i was a contender But you are never standing By the roadside You are never waving at me I would be rather happy here If i could tell you where i will be Pa**ing by With a smile T' is a funny idea that i should Be from somewhere Isn't it obvious That i have never Never ever been there I'm on the look-out I don't belong here It would be wonderfull If i was wrong I would be rather happy here If i could tell you where i will be Pa**ing by With a smile (spoken words:) In the wooden shed he found a piece of cardboard on which the previous Occupant had written: Please?³ Kidding yourself. as long as you talk to yourself, you have a self. the Self is a pimping, blackmailing chauffeur who gets you from here to There on word lines.³ I would be rather happy here If i could tell you where i will be Pa**ing by With a smile With a smile Yeah