Basque country Songtext
von The Lovers

It′s easy to be a traveler
When your home does not exist
To feel safer in the sky
Than talking face to face
View through aircraft windows
From a distance that is safe
Framed by cotton candy clouds
The world's a lovely place
You care not for my people
Buried underground
You′re just glued to my ass
Stop dogging me around
Just wanna see me in a basque
Shaking it round
It's the same in every singles bar
In every single town
This could be the place
You'll never have to leave
Check in is the best part
The sudden rush of sound


The sound and smell of something new
To get your head around
No history, no failures
A new face on the scene
The endless possibilities
To realize your dreams
Freedom fighters, everywhere′s a prison
Every place is a trap
Every town is a rabbit warren
Where overweight playboys wrap
Their inadequacy in dollar bills
And push it down your basque
Make the client buy another drink
And make the party last
And sir, I′m just a bunny girl
I'm not allowed to dance
I′m just a bedroom ornament
Erotic furniture
But don't start building your home around me
Stop it with these walls
I don′t have a home, didn't I tell you?
I was just being nice so you′d tip me
Jesus Christ, what is it with you guys?
I just want a place
I'll never have to leave
A place I'll never have to leave
I just want a place
Where no one wants to build their world around me
I don′t want the world
Just my own country
A place where I can finally be free
Where no one wants to build their world around me
The independent republic
Independent republic of me
Republic of me
Of me