Franz Ferdinand - Better in Hoboken lyrics
[Franz Ferdinand - Better in Hoboken lyrics]
One, two, three, four
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
Jacqueline was seventeen, working on a desk
When I, Ivor peered above her spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
Well, sometime 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
Yeah, I'm alive, oh, I'm alive
Oh, I'm alive and how I know it
Oh, 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
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
Jacqueline was seventeen, working on a desk
When I, Ivor peered above her spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
Well, sometime 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
Yeah, I'm alive, oh, I'm alive
Oh, I'm alive and how I know it
Oh, 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