NOWHERE MAN

Pushing your clothes trolley to who knows where
Which city will you finish up you don't seem to care
The trolley now being pulled on a nowhere street
Who are the new people you are going to meet ?

You are a nowhere man and have no fixed abode
Pushing your trolley on this strange kind of road
You decide this town will do for the night
The castle and cathedral are for sure a beautiful sight

The next morning you are on the road once more
By my reckoning it is town number two hundred and four
The nowhere man you are who I want to be
A modern day gypsy young and carefree