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The outdoor type

by Frank Turner


I always had a roof above me, I always paid the rent
And I´ve never set foot inside a tent
I couldn´t build a fire to save my life
I lied about being the outdoor type

Well, I´ve never slept out underneath the stars
The closest that I came to that was one time in my car
Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night
I lied about being the outdoor type

Too scared to let you know that you knew what you were looking for
I lied until I fit the bill, God bless the great indoors
I lied about being the outdoor type
Never owned a sleeping bag, let alone a mountain bike

No, I can´t go away with you on a rock-climbing weekend
What if something´s on TV that´s never shown again?
It´s just as well I´m not invited, as I´m afraid of heights
I lied about being the outdoor type

Never learned to swim, can´t grow a beard, or even fight
I lied about being the outdoor type.





 

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