Duty Free - Lyrics - Ike Reilly

Ike Reilly is an American singer-songwriter, musician, and writer as well as frontman and founder of the indie-rock band the Ike Reilly Assassination. Reilly was born in the United States Naval Hospital, Great Lakes, Illinois and raised in nearby Libertyville, Illinois where he spent his childhood. Reilly graduated from Libertyville High School where he excelled in cross country. Reilly graduated from Marquette University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin where he majored in Theology. His first creative writing and musical expressions began in middle school when he started writing songs and became adept at playing the harmonica. He began playing the guitar in his teens and formed his first band, "Captain Budget and the Loan Sharks," while a student at Marquette University. Following college, he trekked around Chicago and Milwaukee fronting the band, The Eisenhowers. Reilly formed the band, the Ike Reilly Assassination in 2000 and has been a regular on the alternative rock scene throughout the United States ever since. Reilly was signed to a recording contract with Universal Republic Records now known as Universal Music Group in 2000 where he released the critically acclaimed CD Salesmen and Racists. Reilly left Universal in 2003 and since then has been releasing music on the Rock Ridge Music distributed through Warner Bros. Records. Since 2001, Reilly has released six CDs and is in the midst of completing a seventh with a target release date of Fall 2013.

There are some lines That can't be crossed But sometimes Those lines get lost Should I stay Or should I cross? I was crippled When you were faithful I was wasted Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Kicking in gifts To the trickers and treaters Kill 'em with kindness And gifts for the needy Brinkman and Lloyd's Are all drinking from toilets Sit on your glasses While your money gets moist Hide all the luggage You better hide it from trouble Smells like the 40's Like Europe and rubble The locals don't know you They're the ones you want love from Comforts or cots? Let me check—yeah, I got one Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A If I could, I would change my name And get a girl and jump a plane I overheard them say They want to rearrange their faces And blow out their brains I was strange while I was wasted Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A I gotta get out of the USA