Wanderlust - Krisma

Got the wanderlust

You go to the airport

And see a plane take off

Go to England

Or take a trip by sea

And get off, where you want to get off

Write to the boy

Next door, who always wants

To do, what you’re just about to do

Tell him that

You like New York City

I’m sure he’ll like it too

You say you like your nation

So let’s take a long vacation

Tell your navigator

To wait downstairs

With his white gloves on

Tell him to

Zip up your bag

With his white gloves on

Take your diamond

So if you’ve got the money left

You can always sell it

Here I come

Get ready

Get set fire go, go, go, go, go

You say you like your nation

So let’s take a long vacation

My transfer agent

Sends me where I

Where I want to go

That’s a fact

He thinks I’m great

'Cos I treat him like dirt, like dirt

He does me favours

But I could do with

Even better ones

They call him sticky

'Cos I treat him like dirt

Like dirt, like dirt

You say you like your nation

So let’s take a long vacation

Your transit airman

Is heating up the engine

Clear your head

Go out and get it

Instead of watching T. V

And stagnating in your bed

By the window

Thinking of the next record

That you’re going to buy

You like Maurice

With his safety pin

So it’s gonna be a Punk one

You say you like your nation

So let’s take a long vacation

Got the wanderlust

It’s time to go

And do, what you’ve decided to do

Go to Milan

Or if not just you take a bike

To see a sight

I feel free

You feel free

And how about the boy next door

Tell him that

You like New York

I’m sure he’ll like it too

You say you like your nation

So let’s take a long vacation