Tibetan Pop Stars Songtext
von Hop Along

How content are with ones with simple demands?
They meet their fiancés, cherry picking out in Canada
While cursing the river, a seven fingered man
His three sleepless wives, all equally sick of him

Honey, I left to see some action
What′s with all this swamp?
All I'm passing are hospitals and space-camps
Nobody is asking me, "What about your other?"
If they did, I′d tell them you're a

Stranger in India
I'm gonna be creepin′ on you so hard
You′re seducin' Tibetan pop stars and
Wreckin′ motor cars

I know it's true, this is wrong love
Why is everything so expensive?
Maybe in two years you can forgive me
I′ll be living kinder, I'll have found my place as a


Stranger in India
I′m gonna be creepin' on you so hard
You're seducin′ Tibetan pop stars and
Wreckin′ motorcars

A stranger in India
But I'm doing okay so far
I′m just waiting on feathers and tar
You are the only one, you are

Nobody deserves you the way that I do
And nobody deserves you the way that I do
Nobody deserves you the way that I do
And nobody deserves you the way that I do

Come home, my stranger in India
Because waiting on you is too hard
The reason I haven't written back is because
I′m doing all that bad shit I was

My love is average
I obey an average law
My love is average
I obey an average law