Goodbye Bad City
The same people and same places, year after year.
I just really got to get out of here.
The same song and dance every night and day.
I got to find a place to hide, I got to get away.
So far away.
Goodbye bad city.
In the early morning as I watch the sunrise.
What a fucking aggrivation that I despise.
As I see the sun set at the edge of this town.
I just get this crazy feeling, don’t wanna be around.
Goodbye bad city.
Set my sight for a new horizon, far away from here.
My thoughts are delightful and filled with fear.
I’d rather be in a well known hell, than an unknown paradise.
Under vinjetten ”Med egna ord” skriver våra säljare i tidningen. Dikten ovan är hämtad från Situation Sthlm #220 och skriven av Markku.