Ticket Puncher-Mick Harvey

歌手 : Mick Harvey

专辑 : Intoxicated Man / Pink Elephants (2 Bonus Tracks)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:51

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TXT Ticket Puncher-Mick Harvey 文本歌词

Ticket Puncher - Mick Harvey

I'm the ticket puncher at Lilas

To whom the passengers pay no regard

There's no sunshine in this Metro station

A strange vacation

To kill the boredom in my vest

I've extracts from Readers Digest

And this book says to me

That life is just a ball in Miami

All the while I'm working like a slave

Down in this cave

They say work's better than the dole

But all day long I just make holes

I punch holes little holes then more little holes

Little holes little holes always little holes

I make second-class holes

And punch first-class holes

I punch holes little holes then more little holes

Little holes little holes always little holes

Little holes little holes

I'm the ticket puncher at Lilas

For Invalides you change at Opera

I live down in the bowels of this here planet

I have in my head

A carnival of confetti

It even gets between my sheets

Under this white tile sky

The only things that shine are exit signs

At times I dream I go into a daze

And in the haze

The railway platform is a quay

A boat is coming to get me

From this hole little hole where I make little holes

But the boat is sailing

My day-dream's always failing

And I stay in this hole punching little holes

Little holes little holes always little holes

Little holes little holes

I'm the ticket puncher at Lilas

Arts-et-Metiers direct by Levallois

I've had enough I've had it with this bulls**t

Down in this cesspit

I'd like to be on the trapeze

Leave my cap and cloak room keys

The day will come I'm sure

When I will get away to something more

I'll take a car a plane a train a yacht

No matter what

But if the time I have is cursed

I'll have to leave this place feet first

I punch holes little holes then more little holes

Little holes little holes always little holes

I think I will trifle

With a great big rifle

And make a hole a little hole one last little hole

And then they'll put me in a hole

Where I will hear no more of holes

Never again of little holes

Of little holes of little holes of little holes

Of little holes