Motorscooter - The Lucksmiths

I’ll put this place behind me soon

For somewhere bright and shiny and new

These streets got smaller the more I grew

It might be trite but it’s true

I’m walking home in the early evening

My fingers are numb and I can see myself breathing

I feel down and out, I feel like up-and-leaving

There’s somewhere I’d rather be than here

I’m as good as my word, I’m as good as gone

Some days nothing can go wrong

And I feel strange and I feel strong

This is not where I belong…

And I don’t love you any more

And I don’t love you any less

You’re just as lovely as you were

The day we met

Let’s get out of here

I’m looking forward to the future

I’ve got a good idea

And I’ve got a motorscooter