Lyrics Scum Class Tourist by Tony Bennett

They say that travel broadens the mind
But you need a little money first
I just listen to a tape of some township jive
And I feel I’ve travelled the Earth

Chorus:
It feels so right, sending, shivers up and down my spine
It’s alive, with the hopes and the dreams of countless lives
It’s all mine, every time I press play
But the trouble is, I'm just a
Sc*m class tourist cause I never leave this town

Give me cheap guitars and songs from the heart
And a cut-price studio
Whether from Camden Town or Johannesburg
The truth still needs to be told

Chorus:
It feels so right, sending, shivers up and down my spine
It’s alive, with the hopes and the dreams of countless lives
It’s all mine, every time I press play
But the trouble is, I'm just a
Sc*m class tourist cause I never leave this town

And we gotta stop these fascists with their cultural purity
I don’t know about you, but Morris dancing’s not for me
No, no, no, it’s not for me, that’s why I play…

The tenderest forms of communication
Do not need the power of speech
So while nations’ sing unto their neighbours
There’ll always be a chance for peace

Chorus:
It feels so right, sending, shivers up and down my spine
It’s alive, with the hopes and the dreams of countless lives
It’s all mine, every time I press play
The trouble is, I'm just a
A sc*m class tourist cause I never leave this town
No, I never leave this town
No, I never leave this town
No, I never leave this town
You know, I never leave, this town
You know, I never leave, this town
You know, I never leave, this town
You know, I never leave, this town
You know, I never leave this town
I never leave, this town
I never leave, this town
I never leave, this town

(Copyright DREWETT 1994 - Cote Basque Music Publishing Limited)