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Şarkı Sözleri We come undone in foreign parts Our home is heavy in our hearts But theres a bubble in Karachi A Puerto Rican Joan and chachi The spirit of this place has long gone In fact, I think it never had one So terrible and out of place Weve got the same decrepit stars Got my papers and my ticket for the train To anywhere, anywhere Got my papers and my ticket for the train To anywhere, anywhere Got my papers Got my papers We tread with people in their paths Follow their signs and mystic marks A mug of tea, a cup of sake A Virgin Mary with the Marquis By canoe and coracle I solely own my carryall Counting different colored cars Weve got the same decrepit stars My plan has failed Tremblings of trails Yearning comforts of the dales + I'm sorry, sorry Got my papers Got my papers Got my papers Got my papers and my ticket for the train To anywhere, anywhere Got my papers and my ticket for the train To anywhere, anywhere