franz ferdinand yay
Jacqueline was seventeen
Working on a desk
When Ivor
peered above a spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
Sometimes these eyes
Forget the face they're peering from
When the face they peer upon
Well you know
that face as I do
And how in the return of the gaze
She can return you the face
That you are staring from
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
Gregor was down again
Said come on, kick me again
said I'm so drunk
I don't mind if you kill me
Come on you, gutless
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
and how I know it
But for chips and for freedom
I could die
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money
You take your white finger
Slide the nail under
The top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool
Slacken ties and I'm
Not to look at you in the shoe
But the eyes
Find the eyes...
Find me and follow me
Through corridors refectories
And files you must follow
Leave this academic factory
Will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine!
I time every journey
To bump into you accidentally
I charm you and tell you
Of the boys I hate, all the girls I hate
All the words I hate, all the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
Oh, how you'd have a happy life
If you did the things you like...
Find me and follow me
Through corridors refectories
And files you must follow
Leave this academic factory
Will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine!
So I'm on BBC2 now
Telling Terry Wogan how I made it and
What I made is unclear now
But his deference is
And his laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now
Yes it's easy now
Yes it's easy now...
Find me and follow me
Through corridors refectories
And files you must follow
Leave this academic factory
Will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
Well, find me and follow me
Through corridors refectories
And files you must follow
Leave this academic factory
Will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine!
good music. lol.