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We're on the road to Persephone's We've brought her all the good cheer of our urbanised lives Fresh from the popular dives We've disappeared in the throes of A latter passion, our hearts are heaving, our friends Our friends are leaving Leaving their homes from a life less wasteful - don't! There's nothing out there The proise of roads and all a shopper can bear Here she comes into my eyeline Here she comes into the natural world again You take a left at the cinema Onto an avenue named after foliage or stones THe brick fields of loans serviced by loans In any case the fourth right entrance Leads to a family-of-four life sentence, then You can just give me a call Here she comes into my eyeline Here she comes into the natural world again SongtexteStay in the City Stay in the City Stay in the City, it's built for people Leaving their homes from a life less wasteful - don't! There's nothing out there The proise of roads and all a shopper can bear Under one poxy roof Here she comes! (I don't know what to do with her) Here she comes! (I don't know what to say to her) Here she comes! (I don't know what to do with her) Here she comes! (I don't know what to say to her) Here she comes! (I never did improve on her actions) etc, etc. Aus Songtexte Mania