Get out your passport. We're getting to the border and I think
I pledge allegiance to no flag cause no one's looking out for me.
Another purpose, another list of things I'd soon forget.
How many hours till we get there? Our patience is running thin.

It's wrong sometimes, please understand. Forever destined touring in a band.
It's in our hearts. Don't question me, but say goodbye because we've got to leave.

I think of Hamburg, I think of Spain, I dream that we were seen outside Ravenna
Heading east towards the Adriatic Sea.
Those wasted hours, staring through my window. Where are we?
Those blurring lines identify me. Been seeing them for years.

Real life might strip away the look. My youth won't try to justify.
I'd do this happily though no one might be listening.

It's wrong sometimes, please understand. Forever destined touring in a band.
It's in our hearts. Don't question me, but say goodbye because we've got to leave.

It's wrong sometimes, please understand. Forever destined touring in a band.
It's in our hearts. Don't question me, but say goodbye because we've got to leave tonight.
We've got to leave tonight.