The Sticks

I'm looking at mountain ranges I'm looking at islands, baby Oh, archipelago take me I'm looking to isolate me Terra incognita, baby I'm getting away from all the (rain) La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da I'll be gone for good Out there with the creatures in the woods And I'll be understood Make friends with the pagans in the nude I'll be no different Just a little less interested In all that new world shit 'Cause there ain't no new world in the sticks I'm getting on a mountain, baby, yeah I'm thinking of an island, maybe Oh, archipelago, take me I'm looking to isolate me Terra incognita, baby I'm getting away from all the— La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da I'll bring a book to read Crusoe to get my in my theme I'll bring my heart to break Gonna find some pretty Wiccan thing I'll bring some chocolate Ain't no way can she could resist And I'll begin my papa's tricks 'Cause there ain't no help line in the sticks La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da