Metro Songtext
von Bill Pritchard

We walked down the metro
You sleepy and me hetero
We caught the train and you fell down again
I tried to buy a ticket without financial gain
You sat on a radiator
Cause you didn′t care what a seat was for
Couldn't remember
They played me something that sounded like
Saints in French
Only better
She had a four track recorder
And a hanger on
She didn′t know how to use either one
I knocked on a very important door
That was part of the street
Where at night the tourists and pros would meet So she...
This is the place to be
The place to be
The place you see
The place to be
She had a four track recorder
And a hanger on
She didn't know how to use either one
We walked down to the Pere Lachaise
I met my left handed companion that sunday
Cause he was even worse at walking than me
As the sun went out
And the vans came in
We were amazed by the states we'd got in
But we both agreed what a day it had been