Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Empty Bottles, artist - Ben Watt. Album song North Marine Drive, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.1982
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
Empty Bottles |
Crippled anger from a crippled brain |
Crippled footsteps through a crippled train |
Bloody head wound leaves a bloody stain |
On a raincoat smelling from the rain |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
Knees together, handbag nicely perched |
Her dateline boyfriend left her in the lurch |
And through the window she keeps her constant stare |
Which is funny, because there’s nothing there |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
The carriage lurches like the drunken man |
Swaying sideways through the wasteland |
While never flinching, the wheels keep tight reign |
Like the girl, like the girl staring through the pane |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
Oh, it’s the last train |
It’s the last train home |
Is that any comfort? |
Is that any comfort? |
Is that any comfort? |