Lyrics

Teenage groupies, true romance Saving on the sidelines 'cause you can't dance Buried to the knees I know the city is vast. it's a parking lot It's safe in the suburbs but you got caught hiding in the trees You were turning their heads when you were young Cherry stems on the tip of your tongue and kissing everyone You were left behind by the boys and girls Now you're falling off the end of the world Who's your Shangri-La? You're buried to the knees and you're hiding in the trees Fontaine: Now you know there's something more. Do you know what you're looking for? Oh, you know there's something more. Do you know what you're looking for? Fontaine: Oh you know there's something more. Do you know what you're looking for? Oh, you know there's something more. Do you know what you're looking for? Richard: Who's your Shangri-La? (?) in the trees Who's your Shangri-La? It might as well be me Your hi-rise utopia Maybe there's still hope for you? So, find your Shangri-La or you'll be buried to the knees and hiding in the trees