Title: East
Also Known
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Notes: has only been played solo
live
Lyrics:
I cut my hair
And I am a foreigner
Stamped on arrival
Stamped on departure
I told the man at the check in desk
I am heading east
And he pretended to know what that means
Its always east
around and over
Its always been east
across and under
and i will never fail to be on time
and will always be the first one
and the last one
in the longest line
ooh…
I meet people like a foreigner meets people
They remember being young and nervous
People in high places
in low places
sit by the road with me
staring up and down
’Cos I am everybodys friend
anybodys friend
I'm everybodys friend
friend
ooh…
I kept on walking east
until I found something,
something
something that I thought was perfect