Sarah Cracknell
David Essex
You lie on the sofa -- it's like I don't know you.
Now we never talk. We never walk outside.
It's the city outside.
I look out the window
And see the streets below
Cars and the people
Lonely church steeple surrounded by grey
We need to move away
Here we go over & over & over
You're talking about it again.
Let's move out, relocate
This place is in a state.
Let's buy a pig or a hen.
We need some open space.
We need a change of pace.
So life here in town girl is getting you down
And you long for a change but wont it seem strange with fields around?
We wont hear a sound.
The grass may be greener, the air may be cleaner, but I love the city
I know it's not pretty, but at least there is life.
You call this life?
Here we go over & over & over
You're talking about it again.
Let's move out, relocate
This place is in a state.
Let's buy a pig or a hen.
We need some open space.
We need a change of pace.
Stars shine bright in the country.
Life feels right. Won't you trust me?
Hand me the remote.
I'm not sure that we'll cope
In the middle of nowhere
Surrounded by fresh air.
I'd miss my mates.
This place is a state
You'd do your work from home, online or on the phone
I could grow vegetables.
Sounds like a load of balls.
Let's relocate.
I said I'd miss my mates.
Here we go over & over & over
You're talking about it again.
Let's move out, relocate.
This place is in a state.
Let's buy a pig or a hen.
We need some open space.
We need a change of pace.
