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lirik lagu jinx lennon - the flesh taxi

we are the filing cabinets of three am
as we stand at the centre of town
with our green curry chips
we do not notice the colour we are that well out of it
we are looking over at the traffic island
some of our friends are swaying in the wind
like trees
there’s a black parked taxi
two girls in the back seat
phones against their heads, looking straight ahead
well they’re not going to a novena
at this early stage of the morning
they’re smiling like the girl in british tv ad
before the number comes up on the screen
the light from the north is turquoise blue
well after all it is june
it’s hibernia, the north louth area
they’re going out into the night
out in the flesh taxi

we are the filing cabinets of three am
as we watch the taxi driver pass by
with white moustache and glazed eyes
he’s trying hard not to look into the rear view mirror
at the two passengers in the back
one is half~russian, one is black
he’s trying hard but you know right well
he’d go to jail if he thought he could
get a crack at one of those young things
he passed by old school and shut down railway depot
and houses that are spreading through
countryside like secondary cancer
he arrives up as instructed to house with big black gates
where men with expressionless faces
look out through conservatory
holding wine glasses
staring out at his quarry
last night in the lap dance club
the two girls strutted round like models
it’s 4:15am, they’re f~cking tired
and they cannot help but waddle
from flesh taxi
it’s five am
the owner of the lap dance club
struts around the floor to tony bennett
his eyes are like liquorice
well why not he’s rolling in it
some of his customers include
young men who work in pizza factory
all week with sh~tty jobs
accountant’s sons who’ve got more
than a few bob
they’re all coming together
hands across the border
well economics is the boy
who brings everyone to order
for instance under one umbrella
there’s a tricolour sam, a red hand of ulster man
and a nation guest
who when drunk pulls open his shirt
to reveal an east european special forces
rose on his chest
they’re all coming together out of
special interest in female traffic
from columbia to adriatic
send over your hungry, tired flames
over to hibernia
there’s work here for ya
in the north louth area
when you go out into the night, gersha
into the flesh taxi’s
cheap cigarettes and vodka
and cigarettes
our friends baltic sea and hibernia
get it together
hands across the border
get it together

- lirik lagu jinx lennon

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