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The Tourist

The Waterboys feat. Barny Fletcher & Sugarfoot
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American buffalo made on the plains Tall sky crying tears of rain Something colossal this way strides And here comes the tourist with his curious eye Slumbering sidewalks are starting to shake Leather cat talking 'bout a fox and a snake Change is coming and we all know why And here comes the tourist with his head in the sky Smells like revolution in the air Feels like revolution everywhere Love and lovemaking like medicine flow There are clouds, there are castles in the afterglow The ramparts of evening all the colours of light And here comes the tourist engraving the night Moon's under shadow, the sun's underground Everybody's looking for next year's sound Trophets and gurus closing out of the seams And here comes the tourist recording the scene Smells like revolution in the air Feels like revolution everywhere I stepped outside of my mind And found myself in the land Where everyting is the first of it's kind Days fall like dominoes down on the street The change has come but it's incomplete A new dark rises as the old one falls And here comes the tourist photographing it all Things blow together, things fall apart The only sure bet is a faithful heart From the spiritual sun to the trailer park Time's an imposter but he's all we've got And here comes the tourist for one more shot Smells like revolution in the air Feels like revolution everywhere (Na na na) (Na na na) (Na na na) (Na na na)