paroles de chanson Holiday - The Hip Abduction

Poor boy dreams of a brighter place to stay
He comes from the walls and he wonders what your name is
Lays in the dirt with his face to the sky
Smiles at the sun and watches as they fly by

"Where ya goin'" they say
On a holiday
Watching bellies of the planes
As they fly away
No coins of gold
No money in the bank
As long as I dream
I can still escape
I can still escape

Raised by the wolves and the guns of the night
It's either this or the spoon if you want to take flight
So he decides to live without the bright lights
Where he watches the sun and smiles as they fly by

"Where ya goin'" they say
On a holiday
Watching bellies or the planes
As they fly away
No coins of gold
No money in the bank
As long as I dream
I can still escape
I can still escape

Poor boy dreams with his arms held high
Flies over fields, lost in his mind's eye
Lays in the dirt with his face to the sky
Smiles at the sun and watches as they fly by

"Where ya goin'" they say
On a holiday
Watching bellies of the planes
As they fly away
No coins of gold
No money in the bank
As long as I dream
I can still escape
I can still escape