Young man, feelin' old look and scorn at the ... Wearing his PJ's at the hippie cafe Everybody stares at him that way Skate board, council park Gets a little scary after dark There's nothing to do, It feels like there are only two sane people And they're leaving soon
Chorus: In a town, of perfect isolation Holding her close, though you don't really want her He's got those magic balloons He's bought his travelling shoes He's got a unique style, And he's been yearning for a while He knows he's got to go away, away He gazes at the sky And like departure passes by He knows he's got to go away!
This is an afternoon on fire They feel the season This is made of girls and Honda His glasses tease on At the swimming pools and malls... The crash is in the air He'll give them his time But he doesn't want to share it He wants to be anywhere but here.
Chorus: In a town, of perfect isolation Holding her close, though you don't really want her He's got those magic balloons He's bought his travelling shoes He's got a unique style, And he's been yearning for a while He knows he's got to go away, away He gazes at the sky And like departure passes by He knows he's got to go away!