HOLIDAY

It’s summer in the city
Get out the way
The days are just a Blur
Faster, faster
The streets are none too pretty
Urban decay
Graffiti at the bus stop
Says something quite unpleasant

You need a holiday
Two weeks in the sun
But then you come back
And it’s all the same
And you’ve got twelve months
To count down again

This suit is suffocating
This tie’s too tight
Somewhere a phone keeps ringing
Louder, louder
My heart is palpitating
Fight or flight
Helter Skelter, Alka-Seltzer
Jesus Christ, I’m almost forty

You need a holiday
Two weeks in the sun
But then you come back
And it’s all the same
And you’ve got twelve months
To count down again

Take me to a beach
Where my dreams seem within reach
For a week or two
Fly me to the sun
Where the fun has just begun
And the seas are blue
For me and you

You need a holiday
Two weeks in the sun
But then you come back
And it’s all the same
And you’ve got twelve months
To count down again

Holiday
Holiday
Holiday


© David Russell Pope, The Just Joans.
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