Out from the town where the air is clean
And the birds sing a sweet
song all day long
And the water don't hide any fluoride
From a bunchy boy with his
eyes on heaven
Coming into town just to broaden
his mind
I'm disillusioned,
effing by the tube train
Longing for a little bit of autumn sand
Long hair blowing, threadbare collar
Showing on the touchline,
thinking of my baby
Walking in the sun with another man
Hey, baby, I'm your lovin' man
Hey, baby, I'm gonna ask the
taxman if it's all right, man
Daddy, can I go out tonight? I'm easy goin',
straight up lookin'
No dice throwin', all -time growin'
Good, clean livin', homegrown country
man
I'm going home now,
can't find a milk cow in
Hampstead any old time of day
I'm not much a lookie, but I like what's cooking
when you open up your oven door and say
Daddy, can I go out tonight?
Daddy, can I go out tonight?
I'm gonna ask a taxman if it's alright,
man
Daddy, can I go out tonight?
I'm easy going, straight up looking
No dice throwing, all time growing
Good clean living,
homegrown country man
You