Toe rag

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The Rifles - Pop

Toe rag

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Walk out of the door and make my way up the street Cold wind in my eyes rolls a tear up my cheek Not a soul to be heard so no point to complain Least the sound of the birds compensates for the rain Hit the queue for the bus and then I join the line Same faces for the last 10 years of my life See them more than my friends I couldn't tell you their names Shattered glass on the floor Kids have run out of games And I don't see that's ever gonna change One hour passes til I'm back on my feet A stones throw I will be walking til I'm off of the street Hang my coat up to dry and settle down with the herd Some I really don't mind, some just get on my nerves Turn my back to the clock because it slows the time Take out a cigarette and hear the match strike Turn the radio on to drown the sound of the rain Same bands, same songs play again and again And I don't see that's ever gonna change Tell me I'm not right Say what you like I'm miles away And expect nothing changing Except for the name of the day And I don't see that's ever gonna change From my place of work I move away in a haste Time there moves slow but rushes when I'm away Pass a girl from my school the conversation's brief Gotta catch that train get myself some relief I meet up with friends and they knock off at six I pull in at five and walk about for a bit Watch the world go by through an empty glass And I know that I won't be the last So tell me I'm not right Say what you like I'm miles away And expect nothing changing Except for the name of the day And I don't see that's ever gonna change... Creep back into bed and then I pull up the sheet High over my head and uncover my feet Til the room goes dark and I'm miles away Jump to the alarm and start another day

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