Rucksack Revolution Lyrics

I've been to Burwood East

I've been to Deepdene South

And yet she says, I'm much too tentative

I've been to Diamond Creek

I've been to Carnegie

And yet she says there's a whole world I'm yet to see

Listen sister, do you want me to wither in the wilderness?

Intrepid sister, what's wrong with our comfy Camelot?

Would you think me unkind?

Not worldly or refined?

If I want to spend a summer's day in Balwyn?

Do you need to see the Rhine?

Sleep on a felucca on the Nile?

When you can spend a lazy day in Croydon?

Listen mister, won't you walk these dirty streets of Rome with me?

Muted mister, would you like to see these pyramids at dawn?

If you wouldn't mind, I would rather go blind

Than join your rucksack revolution

I think we can along, far from the madding throng

Where we can enjoy this safe suburban seclusion

This safe suburban seclusion

I've been to Burwood East

I've been to Deepdene South

And yet she says, I'm just not inquisitive

I've been to Diamond Creek

I've been to Carnegie

And yet she says there's a whole new world out there to see

Listen sister, do you want to hear the story about the restless and insatiable man?

He died alone on a railroad track, on a cold dark rainy night in Mexico

If you wouldn't mind, I would rather go blind

Than join your rucksack revolution

I think we can along, far from the madding throng

Where we can enjoy this safe suburban seclusion

This safe suburban seclusion

If you would be so kind to put me at the back of your line

At the back of your rucksack revolution

You put your best dress on and put your ticket down

I'll pamper you with this parochial perfusion

If you wouldn't mind, I would rather go blind

Than join your rucksack revolution

I think we can along, far from the madding throng

Where we can enjoy this safe suburban seclusion

If you would be so kind to put me at the back of your line

At the back of your rucksack revolution

You put your best dress on and put your ticket down

I'll pamper you with this parochial perfusion

with this parochial perfusion

with this parochial perfusion

with this parochial perfusion

with this parochial perfusion

If you would be so kind

To put me at the back of your line

To put me at the back of your line

Of your rucksack revolution

Of your rucksack revolution

I've been to Burwood East

I've been to Deepdene South

If you would be so kind

To put me at the back of your line

Cause I would rather go blind

Than be in your rucksack revolution

Than be in your rucksack revolution

If you would be so kind

To put me at the back of your line

Of your rucksack revolution

Of your rucksack revolution

Of your rucksack revolution