Expat Exports Lyrics – The Mangroves

Expat Exports Lyrics by The Mangroves

I can’t find you; where’d you go?
She said, ‘On streets of Tokyo’
These expat exports are a mess
And I can’t say that I’m impressed

Forget my language, forget my name
Forget this looks all the same
Broken bottles in old cities
And who the f#ck was Socrates?

They’re asking questions
And I don’t know what to say
Do we catch an easy Jet
Or will, will you regret?

I can’t find you, I stopped asking
I’m wide awake on a train to Aspen
We all deserve a cultural sanction
For being Australian in foreign nations

I can’t find you; I stopped looking
I’m fast asleep on a bus to berlin
We all deserve a cultural sanction
For being Australian in foreign nations

I lost myself five days ago
I lost you and I thought, ‘Oh no’
A passport is a man’s best friend
Now we’re coming to an end

Forget my language, forget my name
Drag me out, it’s all the same
A broken bottle, an old city
And what is up with Socrates?

They’re asking questions
And I don’t know what to say
Do we catch an easy Jet
Or will, will you regret?

I can’t find you; I stopped asking
I’m wide awake on a train to Aspen
We all deserve a cultural sanction
For being Australian in foreign nations

I can’t find you; I stopped looking
I’m wide awake on a train to Berlin
We all deserve a cultural sanction
For being Australian in foreign nations
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The Mangroves Lyrics – Expat Exports

The Mangroves

Expat Exports