Adelaide
On a plane
Far from the united states
Of LA
Dropping in from outer space
Takes a day
Now I see the Bogans
At the motor race
Here you know the world could turn
Or crash and burn
And you would never know it
Going where the air is clear
There's better beer in AdelaideCharlie L. Smith's forty
Someone spiked my rice
The rest, history
Now I am a fixture downRundle Mall
Watching as the locals pass
Silver balls
I can see their eyes around
They're pointed down
They scan the spanning sidewalks
Learning that there is no hurry
Fuss or worry
AdelaideIt's raining
In Adelaide
A face is waiting in a window
A voice says
Why Adelaide
You could live anywhere and I say
Because I want to
Because I want to
I really really want to
Songwriters
FOLDS, BENJAMIN SCOTTPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.