Emptily Through Holloway
The Clientele
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(início)
E A B
Verse
E Cancel the car to number ten A B Such a thick fog rolling in E I played my cards on unreal glass A B I left the party next to last
Chorus
E A B Friday night to Sunday morning, I go on E A B I don't know if I am really here at all E A B Monday down to Friday night, I work all day E A B Move emptily, so emptily through Holloway E A B E A B
Verse
E Forget my face, I won't be back A B I hear your friends have turned their backs E When summer comes where Rose Street winds A B The longing makes you close your eyes
Verse
E It's unreal, so unreal A B To walk along these streets E It's unreal, so unreal A B To close your eyes and breathe
Chorus
E A B Friday night to Sunday morning, I go on E A B I don't know if I am really here at all E A B Monday down to Friday night, I work all day E A B Move emptily, so emptily through Holloway E A B E A B
Bridge
E A E when I left you at the Coronet this morning E A B you said that your happiness was gone E A E but the hum of voices somehow brings me back here E A B though there's no happiness and there's no love
Verse
E mid-afternoon Lincoln's Inn A B terraces though crying wind E before the night I disappear A B what else can I do round here?
Chorus
E A B Friday night to Sunday morning, I go on E A B I don't know if I am really here at all E A B Monday down to Friday night, I work all day E A B Move emptily, so emptily through Holloway
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