A little baby face it seems   Can get you all your dreams   And not what you say   I can't afford to leave this town   But if I stick around   It'll be my death bed      I know I oughta go somewhere   I'm not sure why   But I thought of Scotland   It makes no sense to stay at home   When all your enemies   Are in positions better that you      And nothing you do seems right   Hanging on for somebody new   Is that what sounds good to you?      I had a chance to make my way   So I tried not to stay too long with boredom   For reasons that I can't explain   I made my own mistakes   I counted all them      I know I oughta go somewhere   I'm not sure why   But I thought of Scotland   It makes no sense to stay at home   When all your enemies   Are in positions better that you      And nothing you do seems right   Hanging on for somebody new   Is that what sounds good to you?   This town      Positions better than you (positions better than you)   And nothing you do seems right   Hanging on for somebody new   And is that what sounds good to you?   This time