Pittsville Direkt Lyrics

No current is wasted
Where it wants to go
Some are only happy
In the throws
Of bitter arguments
Ready and packed
To ride them by train ride
By plane ride
Or from the insides
I can't deal with Pittsville Direkt
I don't wanna go to Pittsville Direkt
No no no Pittsville Direkt
Yes yes yes Pittsville Direkt
Stepped off the train platform
Crushed cig in cup
It's the English regulation state
Boarded at gate
Plane rides
I can't deal with Pittsville Direkt
I don't wanna trip to Pittsville Direkt
No love lost in Pittsville Direkt
And meanwhile
From New York to Skegness*
But don't ask your telephone cell
I don't wanna go to Pittsville Direckt
No no no no Pittsville Direkt
Please don't please Pittsville Direkt
Many a jest in Pittsville Direkt
By planeride
By trainride
What are they doing to go on 30 Park West?
Why have they got those masks on?
I wanna exit Pittsville Direkt
I'm correct about Pittsville Direkt
The citizens of Pittsville Direkt
Would be apt scaring [goats]
Ride out to where the planet's spawn
Drive carefully mother to be of wars
Boarding now for Pittsville Direkt
[ Skegness is a notoriously downmarket seaside town in Lincolnshire on
the east of England. --Ed.]