Get Out of Cities - Blur

I got the license, I got dirty knees

I’ve been swinging in trees

A paid up member, I’ve been eating fleas

Running naked in the breeze

Catatonia itch, Catalonia stitch

Oh, I’ve been running for miles

I start to tingle from my head to my toes

Oh, tomorrow it’s a taint on the nose

Hetty hetty hetty hetty oh it’s a taint on the nose

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees

She’s in a sort of a capital freeze

Cos the petrol’s done a whole lot for me

Catatonia itch, Catalonia stitch

Pray tomorrow is itchy, itchy, itch

Go to yourself on your map

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, and return to the trees

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah

Get out of cities, and return to the trees