Lord Take Me Back to Portland

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I got dung on the left from the cow on my right, A monkey's in my room stealin' everything in sight

My karma's in the toilet, my dharma keeps it there, The woman in the robe, she ain't got no hair

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So how did I ever get to Delhi. Whatever was I thinkin' when I left

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Lord take me back to Portland And I swear I'll never take another step

That cabbie passed me by for the 15th time tonight, The cheese that waiter served me I think it came to life

I seen so many churches I got Jesus on my brain, They're pissin' in the streets where there ain't no drain

So how did I ever get to Paris, Whatever was I thinkin' when I left

Lord take me back to PortlandAnd I swear I'll never take another step

I haven't had a drink in about a month or so, The sun's so damn hot, my head's about to blow

The camel's stoppin' traffic and he's working for a con, The cop he stole my money just to have some fun

So how did I ever get to Tangier, Whatever was I thinkin' when I left

Lord take me back to Portland, And I swear I'll never take another step

The music's so tinny it makes my ears bleed. So many people at the bus stop I never get a seat

The signs don't make no sense and they're crossin' up my mind. They're made of funky characters - they read 'em from behind

So how did I ever get to Taipei, Whatever was I thinkin' when I left

Lord take me back to Portland, And I swear I'll never take another step

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Well I made it back to Portland and I'm lyin' in my bed. Got a hundred eighty channels all racin' through my head

Discovery channel tells me bout the forest in Brazil, Got no money in my pocket but I'm lookin' for a thrill

So how can I ever get to Rio. I'll even work a boat across the sea

What am I doing in Portland, With a big old world at my feet

Now how can I ever get to Rio, I'll even work a boat across the sea

What am I doing in Portland baby, With a big old world at my feet

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A big old world at my feet

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There's a big old world at your feet