Dispossession - Nada Surf

My coat, leave behind my coat and my belt

Leave behind my coat and all that

I don’t want it back

I don’t want it back

It’s called undertown and it’s over that way

Some people leave in the morning

Some people when they go to bed

Inside, it’s been rotting for a long time now

Ever since I found out

I’m not to blame when I get left out

My coat, leave behind the looks, magazines and books

Don’t want it back

Don’t want it back

Don’t want it back

We’re going away, we’re dropping the lot

We’ll take another tack if we ever get stopped

It’s the last plan we made before we came unglued

It’s the last plan we made before we came unglued

Everything I touch is on the blink

Gotta find a place to land, find a place to think

Who are you people?

Who are you people?

Who are you people?