Tibetan Pop Stars

How content are with ones with simple demands? They meet their fiancés, cherry picking out in Canada While cursing the river, a seven fingered man His three sleepless wives, all equally sick of him Honey, I left to see some action What's with all this swamp? All I'm passing are hospitals and space-camps Nobody is asking me, "What about your other?" If they did, I'd tell them you're a Stranger in India I'm gonna be creepin' on you so hard You're seducin' Tibetan pop stars and Wreckin' motor cars I know it's true, this is wrong love Why is everything so expensive? Maybe in two years you can forgive me I'll be living kinder, I'll have found my place as a Stranger in India I'm gonna be creepin' on you so hard You're seducin' Tibetan pop stars and Wreckin' motorcars A stranger in India But I'm doing okay so far I'm just waiting on feathers and tar You are the only one, you are Nobody deserves you the way that I do And nobody deserves you the way that I do Nobody deserves you the way that I do And nobody deserves you the way that I do Come home, my stranger in India Because waiting on you is too hard The reason I haven't written back is because I'm doing all that bad shit I was My love is average I obey an average law My love is average I obey an average law