Tourist [1997 version]

Gonna pack my suitcase
Because I'm going far away
It's time for my vacation
And I'll be gone for twenty days

I'm a tourist, and I feel the anguish
I'm a tourist, and I can't speak the language

Gone to see the world
I've been saving up all year
I'll throw away my money
On stupid souvenirs
I'll send out fifty postcards
To my friends so dear
I'd say I'm having fun
And I wish that you were here

I'm a tourist, and I feel the anguish
I'm a tourist, and I can't speak the language

There's one thing I just can't stand
That's going to a foreign land
Everybody checks you out
'Cause they've got no clue what your life is all about

[Guitar solo]

Don't understand their money
So they give me the shaft
And when I try to speak their lingo
Well, they just look at me and laugh
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
They make me feel uneasy
They smile when they offend
When they come to my country
I'm gonna laugh at them

I'm a tourist, and I feel the anguish
I'm a tourist, and I can't speak the language
I'm a tourist, and I'm feeling so alone
I'm a tourist, and I wanna go home