The world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away.
All my pictures are fallin' from the wall where I placed them yesterday.
I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day.
Though my problems are meaningless, that don't make them go away.
I went to the radio interview, but I ended up alone at the microphone.
Now I'm livin' out here on the beach, but those seagulls are still out of reach.
Get out of town, think I'll get out of town.
I head for the sticks with my bus and friends,
I follow the road, though I don't know where it ends.
Get out of town, get out of town, think I'll get out of town.
'Cause the world is turnin', I don't want to see it turn away
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