Текст песни Lucky Jim - The Gun Club

The rain, it has arrived at last
For which we had waited
The hawkers have packed up their stands
Nothin' to be traded

The Soviets beside the quay
Run to the freighters
The terrace of the Rex Hotel
Is closed by the waiters

We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim

Your mistress has left her home
Back to the dances
The smoking dens are startin' up
For life's own enhancin'

No one goes to the war
There's none to go to
We just sit around the cafè bars
We sit, waitin' for you

We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim

Why did you ever go up north?
It is not for you
They'll strip your little weak heart clean
What will you do?

The Australians in the Bunny Bar
Are waitin' your return
Everyone wants a piece of you
A piece of you to burn

We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim

We miss you here
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim