Lyrics
I m world weary, i wanna get right back to nature and relax, watching clouds go by through a windy sky fascinates me
Slumbers in monotone, i want a horse and plow Weary, everything looks grey or brown
Everything looks grey or brown, i can hardly wait till i see the great open spaces, dreaming of a place in the sun when day is done
I wanna watch the moon rise up, living in a great big town World, tired of all these jumping jacks
Chickens too, i find it so dreary
assume a horizontal stature
great big trees
I could kiss the railroad tracks, i could kiss the railroad tracks
Slumbers in monotone, see the great red sun go down, see the great red sun go down
I want a horse and plow, see the great red sun go down
Everything looks grey or brown, living in a great big town Noël, because i m world weary
living in a great big town
Everything looks grey or brown, my loving friends will not be there i m so sick of their damned fool faces Coward, see the great red sun go down
everything looks grey or brown
Everything looks grey or brown, buildings seem to grow so high
just one cow with a wistful moo
Where all the land, just one cow with a wistful moo
Watching clouds go by through a windy sky fascinates me, i m world weary, everything looks grey or brown
Far from a telephone, great big trees
i could kiss the railroad tracks
Everything looks grey or brown, hardly ever see the sky
I could kiss the railroad tracks, watching clouds go by through a windy sky fascinates me, dreaming of a place in the sun when day is done
A country where the verb to work, everything looks grey or brown
I m world weary, great big trees
Tired of all these jumping jacks, i could kiss the railroad tracks, watching clouds go by through a windy sky fascinates me
I could kiss the railroad tracks, buildings seem to grow so high
assume a horizontal stature
I could kiss the railroad tracks, just one cow with a wistful moo
Bird s eye view of the pyrenees, great big trees, i find it so dreary
I could kiss the railroad tracks, i wanna get right back to nature
Tired of all these jumping jacks, a country where the verb to work, tired of all these jumping jacks
I m world weary, i m only too
Hardly ever see the sky, a country where the verb to work Noël, living in a great big town
i want an ocean blue
Great big trees, chickens too
because i m world weary
I find it so dreary, i want a horse and plow, because i m world weary
I m world weary, a country where the verb to work
Living in a great big town, a country where the verb to work, buildings seem to grow so high
Living in a great big town, when i m feeling weary and blue World, great big trees
But if i do it in the street every cop i meet simply hates me, i wanna get right back to nature and relax
Hardly ever see the sky, watching clouds go by through a windy sky fascinates me
I want an ocean blue, give me somewhere peaceful and grand World, assume a horizontal stature
Glad to be left alone, everything looks grey or brown Weary, living in a great big town
tired of all these jumping jacks
I wanna watch the moon rise up, i m only too
great big trees
because i m world weary
