He’a a salesman
A shoe salesman
But he can’t move
He’s the best salesman
In this endless town
With no roads
And he wakes up in the same bed
In the same house with the same people
He wants something new in life
But he just don’t know
He just don’t know
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He’s a sailor
A great sailor
But he can’t swim
He’s the best sailor
In this dry town
With no sea
And all night he begs: Oh Lord, I’m being spontaneous
Help me, please, I’m sick of being their entertainer
All eyes always on him, but he wanna disappear
He don’t want to be seen
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
He feels in the Truman show
I have to leave this town
I need to leave this town
I gotta leave this town
Oh, I can’t leave this town
I have to get out of this town
I need to get out of this town
I gotta get out of this town
Oh, I can’t get out of this town
I have to leave this town
I need to leave this town
I gotta leave this town
Oh, I can’t leave this town
Good morning, and in case I don't see you
Good afternoon, good evening and good night
