[00:00.000] 作词 : Geordie Greep
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Geordie Greep
[00:11.320]Walk up to failure
[00:14.650]Walk up to regret
[00:18.130]Walk up to a place you'll never forget
[00:23.200]Past the pregnant guard
[00:25.370]The red paradise of dreams and scars
[00:28.350]Leg scars, arm scars, stomach scars lead by far
[00:32.470]The marks of the old country start
[00:35.320]The old cliché, exploitation blues
[00:39.270]The offers no young, hungry things could refuse
[00:44.060]"Welcome to Hell"
[00:47.060]She may as well say
[00:49.100]As you walk up
[00:50.820]Walk up
[00:52.600]Walk up for love on your lunch break
[00:55.900]Walk up
[00:57.550]Walk up
[00:58.830]Walk up to see God, to see sweet Jane
[01:03.180]You still smell her snatch
[01:06.730]As you trawl the accounts
[01:10.340]Flip through the company books
[01:16.350]You can say you rode coat tails of blind chance
[01:20.910]I know you itch for romance
[01:23.490]Another lonely executive cunt
[01:26.420]The kind that only knows how to pay to touch
[01:30.550]In the boardroom, your fish fingers shake hands with the top-flight men
[01:37.510]Check your balls for lumps once they've left
[01:44.040]What's that itch?
[01:46.470]Is that new?
[01:48.220]Is that working as it's supposed to?
[01:51.510]Am I alive, is she sleeping with her eyes open?
[01:56.030]There's a place for your briefcase
[01:59.310]But watch out for the wandering hands
[02:04.650]Walk up
[02:28.250]To see God, to see sweet Jane
[02:31.700]To pay for a new name
[02:34.990]For love on your lunch break
[02:37.060]"Do they like these pretty young things, or just get by on the brink?"
[02:42.830]You are asked as you both walk past
[02:48.670]You feign indifference, you say, "I have got no idea, enough to live I suppose"
[02:55.690]Only as the favourite catches your eye
[03:02.130]She stays quiet, you exhale relief
[03:06.550]Humiliation was almost complete
[03:09.930]Chalk it up to blind fate
[03:12.880]Tomorrow you're back on your lunch break
[03:16.230]Walk up
[03:19.580]Walk up
[03:22.010]Walk up
[03:28.530]Hey, turn that shit down mother****er
[03:30.350]Hey, yo, I'm gonna listen to my music whenever the **** I want
[03:34.170]Boring
[03:38.160]Go home man
[03:39.610]What are you talking about home, I ain't got no home
[03:46.440]I ain't got no home
[03:48.530]Ain't got no town
[03:50.620]Ain't got no friends
[03:52.540]Ain't got a frown
[03:54.580]I am unhappy and that's the truth
[03:58.660]I got two words, **** you
[04:19.460]Once he starts playing, he never stops, that damn boy