paroles de chanson The Police and the Private (Dirt Road Version) - Metric
Get
straight
and
wait
here
while
I
try
to
find
the
exit
sign
When
will
you
stop
asking
strangers
No
one
wants
what
we
want
Keep
one
eye
on
the
door,
keep
one
eye
on
the
bag
Never
expect
to
be
sure
You're
working
for
the
police
and
the
private
Pirates
and
the
pilots
Fingerprinted,
waiting
for
the
train
The
doctor,
the
writer,
the
garbage
collector
Fingerprinted,
waiting
for
the
train
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
missing
mama
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
missing
mama
There's
a
place
that
ends
here,
I
know
When
they
close
the
gates,
I'll
cry
I'm
so
tired
of
never
sleeping
The
whole
world
wants
what
we're
on
Didn't
make
this
up,
I
learned,
I
learned
it
from
a
friend
My
friend
is
coming
clean,
she
told
me
Keep
one
eye
on
the
door,
keep
one
eye
on
the
bed
Never
expect
to
be
sure
Who
you're
working
for
You're
working
for
the
police
and
the
private
Pirates
and
the
pilots
Fingerprinted,
waiting
for
the
train
The
doctor,
the
writer,
the
hairdresser
Felt
up
and
fingerprinted,
waiting
for
the
train
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
missing
mama
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
missing
mama
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
missing
mama
Lord,
lord,
mother,
we
are
all
losing
love
Lord,
listen,
lover,
we
are
all
losing
love
Got
to
get
out
Got
to
get
to
you,
the
orphanage
is
closing
in
an
hour
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