At The Depot
(专辑: Top Priority - 1979)
Well, I'm hanging round the
depot boys, Trying to get a
job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Bills in my mail-box, that's all they ever send, All they ever send. Well, I'm hanging round the
corner, boys, Holding up the
well, Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a
call. Running out of patience, running out of cool, Don't turn on the
radio, I
don't want to hear the
news, Don't want to hear the
news. Yeah... Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Sure make sense from your head to your feet. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Making all the
ice melt when you walk down the
street. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Yeahhh... Well, my motor won't run men, I'm sure it's on the
blink, Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when. I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show? Don't keep me waiting, I
got some place else to go, Some place else to go. Well, I'm hanging round the
depot, boys, Can't get a
job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Blues in my mail-box. that's all they ever send, All they ever send, All they ever send. Yeahhhhh....