El Salvador - Athlete, Steve Roberts, Tim Wanstall

It’s time to tear this place down

I’ve got the last game on my mind

Not seen my friends in ages

Have I been left behind?

It’s time to figure out why

I find myself in custody

With each and every question

Words come so easily

Fly to El Salvador

I don’t know why and I don’t know what for

I’ve seen the picture for myself

Where did that label go?

I tried it out but it didn’t work so

I’ll choose the picture for myself

It’s time to start all over

Take only one thing spare to wear

Head for the check-in lights and

Get up into the air

It’s time to take new measures

Someone will put us up tonight

Far from my place of rest

I’ve almost got you in sight

Fly to El Salvador

I don’t know why and I don’t know what for

I’ve seen the picture for myself

Where did that label go?

I tried it out but it didn’t work so

I’ll choose the picture for myself

First class and big hotels

(I can’t quite put my finger on it)

Videos and global sales

(I can’t quite put my finger on it)

Free drinks that you pay yourselves

(I can’t quite put my finger on it)

Fly to El Salvador

I don’t know why and I don’t know what for

I’ve seen the picture for myself

Where did that label go?

I tried it out but it didn’t work so

I’ll choose the picture for myself