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Well I found myself in a world of pain
And I thought I'd try to get away
So I went online and booked a trip
I thought I was due a holiday

So I sat right down and wrote to you
Oh dear John those things you do
So I packed my stuff and cleared the room
Off I go singing a different tune

So I'm in the cab, I'm running late
I have no hope within these city gates
I think of things I should have done
Countless things I should have brung

Oh no, what can I do
The passport check, I'm already through
I've got a feeling in my gut
That I'm in a short queue for a lot of bad luck

I should have heeded
My father saying
That things will go wrong
If you try to run before you crawl

Well as I found things can get worse
And I'm starting to think I may be cursed
While the kid behind, he's kicking me
Posessed by demons on TV

Oh no, what can I do
My passport's gone, my wallet too
I've eaten fish and I'm feeling sick
I can only hope I'll be landing quick

Well first I knew we were over the creek
And I got so bad I couldn't speak
I was all heated up from Mexico
But I was landing now, down in Moscow

Oh no, this just won't do
I wanted heat and it's minus two
I'm all chilled up and I'm feeling mad
I couldn't believe it could get this bad

I should have heeded
My father saying
That things will go wrong
If you rush too fast you will fall

Well I'd lost my bags and all I had
Was duty free and a fashion mag
With no cash and no Visa too
I had a lot of explaining to do

Well, they said, this just won't do
This is counterfit and so are you
Well I found myself without my shoes
In the cold jail cell and I've got the blues

I should have heeded
My father saying
'Cause things did go wrong
When I tried to run, and face it head on
Well I found myself in a world of pain   And I thought I'd try to get away   So I went online and booked a trip   I thought I was due a holiday      So I sat right down and wrote to you   Oh dear John those things you do   So I packed my stuff and cleared the room   Off I go singing a different tune      So I'm in the cab, I'm running late   I have no hope within these city gates   I think of things I should have done   Countless things I should have brung      Oh no, what can I do   The passport check, I'm already through   I've got a feeling in my gut   That I'm in a short queue for a lot of bad luck      I should have heeded   My father saying   That things will go wrong   If you try to run before you crawl      Well as I found things can get worse   And I'm starting to think I may be cursed   While the kid behind, he's kicking me   Posessed by demons on TV      Oh no, what can I do   My passport's gone, my wallet too   I've eaten fish and I'm feeling sick   I can only hope I'll be landing quick      Well first I knew we were over the creek   And I got so bad I couldn't speak   I was all heated up from Mexico   But I was landing now, down in Moscow      Oh no, this just won't do   I wanted heat and it's minus two   I'm all chilled up and I'm feeling mad   I couldn't believe it could get this bad      I should have heeded   My father saying   That things will go wrong   If you rush too fast you will fall      Well I'd lost my bags and all I had   Was duty free and a fashion mag   With no cash and no Visa too   I had a lot of explaining to do      Well, they said, this just won't do   This is counterfit and so are you   Well I found myself without my shoes   In the cold jail cell and I've got the blues      I should have heeded   My father saying   'Cause things did go wrong   When I tried to run, and face it head on