Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamilliar playing ground

Get out of my world
What in the world

Shoeboxed around the rifle range
Have all your functions rearranged
Your mind and body gagged and bound
On a new familliar playing ground
The ordinary will ignore
Whatever they cannot explain
As if - nothing ever happened
And evreything remained the same again

What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Get up, get out, get out of my world
Open yopur mouth now

Secret signs and knowing looks
These sunny days will cook the books
Happy to take the misery
This mortal life can bring to me
Don't like the look of this town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found on unfamilliar playing ground

What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
What in, get out, get out, get out of my world
What in the world
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises
Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises.



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Seattle song meanings
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    General Comment:Lydon wrote this song in 1987, saying how crap Seattle was - How Seattle has changed since then! It has become a thriving city and in four years since the song, the city produced Lydon's amercian protege - Cobain!
    bkat004on February 25, 2007   Link
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    General Comment:the lyrics seem to contradict this, but this song makes me feel so happy, especially in the early mornings - i think it's the lively background, the happy beat, and the weird association i have with the ocean. yup.

    "secret signs and knowing looks" is awesome.
    rainingforyearson November 22, 2007   Link

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