Bourgeois Shangri-La Songtext
von Miss Li

Vacation and barbecue
Small talking and nothing to do
You keep it locked in a shopping cart
A bourgeois shangri-La

Got a feeling that I don't belong
Got a feeling that I shouldn't be here
Can't stand another single day
I gotta get away
Ohhh...

Talking shit about the neighbor's wife
But when she comes you put on a big smile
Like to throw up in a Gucci bag
She's coming here to brag

Got a feeling that I don't belong
Got a feeling that I shouldn't be here
Can't stand another single day
Gotta get away
Ohhh...


A house and a boat and a great shiny car
Things just to prove you'll go far
Soda streamer, widescreen TV, cute little dog
Perfect in your shallow bourgeois

(Shangri-La...)

Got a feeling that I don't belong
I got a feeling that I shouldn't be here
Can't stand another single day
I gotta get away
Ohhh...
Ohhh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
I, I, I gotta get away...
Gotta get away...
I gotta I gotta I get away...
Oooo oooo oooo...
Mmmm mmm mmm...
Yeah yeah yeah...
La la la...
Away way way...
Ahhh...
La la la...
Ahhh...
Gotta get away.