作词 : Greg MacPherson
作曲 : Greg MacPherson
I come from another country, paradise under the sun
English tanks and American Banks came and freed everyone

I got off the plane in December, an impossible cold
They warned me of this I remember, but you don’t ever know

Toronto was sprawling and easy, a conservative kind of clean
Money and people from all over the world living the same dream

I worked for a while in a hotel and I made some good friends there
But I never got used to things over produced or the locals with their $100 hair

I met a woman and we moved to the west coast but things got weird somehow
I thought it was a joke when my visa was revoked but that’s how it is now

People everywhere are friendly, they’ll stay up and drink all night
But the suits at immigration are always on vacation and you never see the same face twice

I moved to another country, paradise under the stars
But I can’t afford to stay and they’re sending me away
Someone changed the laws