I'm just tired of seeing Eastern moons,
Bright red sunsets and the shining sand dunes.
Must get away,
I've got the desert blues.

Miles of sand whichever way I look,
Swell but only in a fairy tale book,
All I can say,
I've got the desert blues.

Camels galore, goats by the score,
Must go before it gets me down.
I never knew I could be so blue,
Just take me to a respectable town.

I'm just tired of domes and minarets,
Eastern sunsets and the silhouettes,
Tired of it all,
I've got the desert blues.