Its a barren land but they all throw shade
I cant make peace. Post modern Age
Im a tourist Lost in translation
And theres nothing new Under the sun
You see I like it so much better when Im safe inside
In a desert good company is hard to find
To keep a nourished mind. I need water
Im trapped in another boring summer
While everyone is living it up
But its way too hot to go outside
When I dont relate to anyone
Call Me anti-social. Its more than I could hope for
Im not a star of stage and screen
I dont know lines but you make a scene
Im an alien crashed in an old west town
Beem me up. Get me out
You see I like it so much better when Im safe inside
Even though I know my reputations on the line
To keep a nourished mind. I need Water!
Im trapped in another boring summer
While everyone is living it up
But its way too hot to go outside
When I dont relate to anyone
Call Me anti-social. Its more than I could hope for