Miss Li - Bourgeois Shangri-La lyrics

Vacation and barbecue
Small talking and nothing to do
You keep it locked in a shopping cart
A bourgeois shangri-La

Got a feeling that I don’t belong
Got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here
Can’t stand another single day
I gotta get away ohhh
Talking shit about the neighbor's wife
But when she comes you put on a big smile
Like to throw up in a Gucci bag
She’s coming here to brag

Got a feeling that I don’t belong
Got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here
Can’t stand another single day
Gotta get away ohhh

A house and a boat and a great shiny car
Things just to prove you'll go far
Soda streamer, widescreen TV, cute little dog
Perfect in your shallow bourgeois

(Shangri-La)

Got a feeling that I don’t belong
I got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here
Can’t stand another single day
I gotta get away ohhh
Ohhh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I, I, I gotta get away… gotta get away
I gotta I gotta I get away
O-o-o-o oooo oooo… m-m-m-m mmm mmm
Yeah, yeah yeah… la la la
Away way way… ahhh
La la la… ahhh
Gotta get away