The Concretes - Foreign Country lyrics

he was reaching for my treasure as I held it high standing on a stool twelwe feet high had it made in foreign country way out east one on one we all must meet bend them 'till they bleed thats all I need, thats all I need travelling on domestic train wont lead me astray that was just an offer I had to, had to take, I had to take. thats all, thats all I know.