Текст песни
Noise, bustle, crowds, hustle
Too much going on!
Give me the chance to leave and watch me I'll be gone
I just need, something pretty
Need to get, out of the city
Dirt, grime, chaos and crime
The pressure's off the scale
I can't take too much more
'Cos something's gonna fail
Gotta get out, gotta take a break
Just a few days in the country
Get those batt'ries charged
Let old mother nature do her tricks
Healing powers of trees and flowers
They can cast their spell
Won't be long and I'll 've had my fix
Back, home, once again
Back where I belong
Back in old familiar places
Sure to stay out all night long
Pretty girl, she'll want a cocktail
Fancy food, above my pay-scale
Grabbing life, and sure to inhale
Doing it, on a grand scale
Where d'you find, such a mix?
This is where I get my kicks
Give me the city, ev'ry time
Ev'ry opportunity, I take it when I can
Ev'ry chance to get a little air
Sun and wind and hail and thunder
Help to clear the mind
Where I find it's neither here nor there
'Cos the city's got
Ev'ry thing you need
From young to old and in between they know it's guaranteed
There's enough to keep you busy
Up to speed and you'll be dizzy
Such a vibe the place is fizzy
It's non-stop, wow it's whizzy!
Where d'you find, such a mix
This is where I get my kicks
Give me the city ev'ry time!
Ah yeah