India Индия

The city's dusty 
With dirty dealings 
This crazy lady's got a lost-it feeling 
In the core of her soul, in the core 
Get up, get out, get in, get on a plane 
Before you go insane 

You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
To late to tame 
I'll go insane 
You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
I'm on a plane to India 

I jumped the plane 

Yellow, ochre and blue 
Beauty ancient 
And [bad word] 
Intoxicating vibe of an Asian lullaby 
Tonight I sleep beside the smell, the sound, the 
sight 
of India 

You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
To late to tame 
I'll go insane 
You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
I'm on a plane to India 

I jumped the plane 

The city's dusty 
With dirty dealings 
This crazy lady's got a lost-it feeling 
In the core of her soul, in the core 
Get up, get out, get in, get on a plane 
Before you go insane 

You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
To late to tame 
I'll go insane 
You rang to say 
I feel the same 
I wandered in to play your game 
You asked to see 
If I was free 
I'm on a plane to India 

I jumped the plane