Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ordinary Weekend, artist - John Wesley Harding. Album song Why We Fight, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 28.11.2005
Record label: Warner, Warner Strategic Marketing
Song language: English
Ordinary Weekend |
I lost my job on friday, I went drinking to forget |
My luck it had been down so long but I could change it yet |
Sat down and strted talking with some guy sitting there |
He bought me drinks all afternoon until I didn’t care |
He said was I in need of work, some money could be found |
I said «is it above the law? |
«he said «it's underground» |
I said «i need the paycheck now, I got debts here and there» |
He smiled and asked if I could drive and I said «anywhere» |
Anywhere… |
In this weekend of ordinary dreams |
Everything was not just as it seems |
Take a look around at the faces in the crowd |
And you’ll see wehre I’ve been |
We met up on the saturday, I thought it was us two |
But I had not asked quetions not knowing what to do Twelve of them were in the van, thirteen including me Twelve pairs of eyes were staring back at me, suspiciously |
And so I just sat down and drove, took them to some track |
And drove past the security guard while they hid in the back |
They made me stop, and got out there, and I heard a couple of shots |
I hoped they were in self-defense but I knew that they were not |
They were not… |
Not in this weekend of ordinary dreams… |
I drummed my fingers on the wheel and waited for the boys |
Had a smoke, I had a few, I got very paranoid |
And still they hadn’t come back there, so I just drove away |
Deciding to play safe and get my share another day |
On sunday, he came round my place, I asked him where they’d been |
He said they’d left another way and only I was seen |
He said that we should cash the van and did I want my share |
I didn’t like the way they’d left but by now I didn’t care |
Didn’t care… |
Didn’t care for this weekend of ordinary dreams… |
He drove me to a back room with a single swinging light |
Someone said «the fish are starving, ain’t it time they had a bite» |
And I felt sick and stupid and damned my own brown hair |
Forgetting that the price you pay must far exceed the share |
Someone pulled a knife out and they stabbed me in the back |
They tied my hands and bound my feet and threw me in a sack |
They took me to a lakeside and they threw my body in I could hear them laughing, they said you can sink or swim |
Sink or swim… |
So hear you desperate women and hear you desperate men |
Don’t take your life for granted |
Don’t live your life in vain |
But if you think that you can cahnge it, |
Hope you know you an’t go back |
Just go down to the lakeside |
Watch me floating in a sack, |
In this sack. |