The Van Jets
The Van Jets - their glances songtekst
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Dripping water down my head Daily things they have been said Wash it up fresh it up eyelash under blue blush Mirror casts me glaces Rush it up and hush hush Taking care of taking pills Wander what it is they kill Pushy fingers up my throat Bought some buns down the road Where I meet their glances Getting off the next stop Ad I'm off to feel what's new If I turn left which way are you? Night after night Shower after shower Day to day And I cannot see their eyes while they're staring at the road Exiles in our coats Observers of the passing folks So come on and talk to me about your mother or your latest lover Where're you heading for right now? I want to ask but I don't know how I see a man he's dressed in black Don't know his name but I'll see him again Tomorrow morning just around 9 like any other day but I don't mind So come on and talk to me so come on and talk to me Repetition is a smile repetition is a beauty Repetition is a smile repetition is easy Where I meet their glances Getting off the next Stop!