Sunburned in London

Some burn in London, up from the colony

Greet the old enemy with new energy

Haven't we met before? Ancient history

In the rose garden, felt your heart harden

We are strangers, we will always be strangers

Sunburned in Dublin, the Queen is dead

I see my brothers in the street out with our friends

I see my mother in the hills if I squint hard enough

I'm not the only one who's tragically fucked up

And it's been raining for four hundred years here

Sunburned in Tokyo, we were still strangers

Kissed by the turnstile, Shibuya Station

I held you close as the light smeared

Under the umbrella your eyes were clear

As a mountain stream, smoke from the alley

When I saw the stone, my soul had dreams

And always strangers

Sunburned in Oslo, glossed hours gleaming

In the brilliant fuse, expansive blues

In secret harbors, teens drown mischief

But it gets hotter when the midnight sun shines down

Down on everyone

Solid situation

Sunburned in New York, city of the holy

Touchdown in Newark, dreaming starts slowly

Tony said, "Ever feel like you missed out on the ground floor?"

Say sweet nothing in endless bathrooms

There are countries in the canyons, garbage marinating on the pavement

Trust fund babies making gravy

This must be the place

Sunburned in Melbourne, arrived uninvited

Now we're inside, locked the door behind

I'm at the bar, still talking 'bout the war

Talk about old enemies, talk about new energy

Talk about property, talk about no history

Talk across from Germany, talk midnight Sicily

Talk Christ did Calvary, talk past life revelry

Talk about revolution

We talk about Melbourne and Caroline Springs Eternal

Sunburned in Tokyo, we were still strangers

Kissed by the turnstile, Shibuya Station

I held you close as the light smeared

Under the umbrella your eyes were clear

As a mountain stream, smoke from the alley