The cunt in every Country,
He's the Western World winner.
His words can start a war,
But we're just ordering dinner.
And we're all getting thinner.
Whoa it's such a shame,
The moment we get off the plane,
It's nothing to hide
And a ticket to ride,
Potentially try to explain.
It's just you and the rude tourist,
And he's finding
The way to go home (insulting in every timezone).
He's the rude tourist, all alone.
Unwanted traveller,
Seeking out local knowledge.
He doesn't care,
'cause he can swear in every language.
I just want a fucking sandwich.
Whoa he's your best friend,
Stick together 'til the end.
Until the visa runs out
This is all heading South,
But there's still time to pretend.
It's just you and the rude tourist,
And he's finding
The way to go home (insulting in every timezone).
He's the rude tourist, all alone. (x3)
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