| Go breathe it out
|
| Walk your walk
|
| Come back when you’re ready to talk
|
| But heart ringing, take the call
|
| Our life is in print to play
|
| Flip the set if it’s starting to fray
|
| If there’s nothing new to crave
|
| Cos you know
|
| That every city has a Chinatown
|
| Call Tokyo, call New York
|
| It’s just same but different, love
|
| Call Jupiter, call Lyon
|
| Find a right, and find a wrong
|
| Write back, or lust write it off
|
| Hasn’t everybody suffered enough
|
| With the carcass left of us?
|
| Your every-unhappy cruise
|
| Oh. |
| you’ve never looked good in blue
|
| And I’m the sunset, I’m the view
|
| 'Cos we know
|
| That every city has a Chinatown
|
| Call Tokyo, call New York
|
| It’s just same but different, love
|
| Call Jupiter, call Lyon
|
| Find a right, and find a wrong
|
| Get me London, get me Seoul
|
| Say it’s me who’s calling
|
| Girl, I’m lower than a dog
|
| And my ego’s falling
|
| Get me Bangkok, get me Rome
|
| Where all the hope is hiding
|
| Just know I’m numb and, I’m alone
|
| So come back to me crying
|
| Call Tokyo, call New York
|
| It’s just same but different, love
|
| Call Jupiter, call Lyon
|
| Find a right, and find a wrong |