Rhode Island - Next Exit Lyrics

As I've grown up, getting old
Being told I'm getting old
It seems to me I'm losing sleep
Losing teeth, weak at the knees

You say you want to help me
Say you want to save my aching soul
Save me from responsibility

I can't relax
Can't find hope, rope, or time alone to see
Even now
Every balustrade is an opportunity

You say you want to help me
Say you want to save my aching soul
Save me from responsibility
Oh no no no I want to go there
Get myself to Switzerland

The railings of virgin territory
In some Sunday magazine

They say they want to save me
Send me out a guide in three months time
Wait until I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure
Oh yes yes yes I want to go there
Get myself to Switzerland
To Switzerland
Oh yes yes yes yeah