The Fall
The Fall - Pittsville Direkt lyrics
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No current is wasted Where it wants to go Some are only happy In the throws Of bitter arguments Ready and packed To ride them by train ride By plane ride 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 Stepped off the train platform Crushed cig in cup It's the English 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* But don't ask your telephone cell 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 go on 30 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 Would be apt scaring [goats] Ride out to where the planet's spawn Drive carefully mother to be of wars Boarding now for Pittsville Direkt [ Skegness is a notoriously downmarket seaside town in Lincolnshire on the east of England. --Ed.]