paroles de chanson 781 - Subterfuge

The 781 is always late
Oh 781
Won't you ever come
Won't you come

Look at this boy
Tomato hair
Surrounded by three pensioners
He played hide and seek until last year
Then he changed his beat
And now he is leaning
Window to cheek
Right behind the bus driver seat
Waiting for the city lights to greet
And the 781 to reach inner streets

And the 781
Brings me to my love
And the 781
Ties the both of us together
And the 781
It drives on and on
And the 781
From the suburbs into town

Take me to a place that I haven't seen
Take me to a place where I haven't been
Where the music's loud
And the grass is only half as green
Where the girls are pretty and the toilets shitty
Take me to the freaks
Take me somewhere neither nice nor clean
Oh please get me to the place
Where lanes turn into streets

And the 781
Brings me to my love
And the 781
Ties the both of us together
And the 781
It drives on and on
And the 781
From the suburbs into town
And the 781
Brings me to my love
And the 781
Ties the both of us together
And the 781
It drives on and on
And the 781
From the suburbs into town

The 781 is always late
Oh 781
Won't you ever come
Won't you come