So Worn Out - Gwyneth Herbert

So Worn Out

Fall out of the 2-double-7

Chippie’s open, little bites of heaven

And I’m so worn out

The night throws out a diamond rug

I take your hand — one yellow stripey glove

And you’re so worn out

Young girl fumbles for a cigarette

Looking for a spark, hasn’t found it yet

And she is so worn out

Star-trek man with his figurines

Talks in Klingon, they know just what he means,

That he’s all worn out

Hey little one, let me take you on the run

We’ll stumble to the moon and back

To the moon

Hey little one, let me pull you through the door

You are the droid I’m looking for

Looking for

Dolphin’s cooking up a storm

Bouncer blows to keep his fingers warm

And he’s so worn out

Yellow tape and neon skies

Lidl shouts about its special offer pies

But they’re all sold out

Hey little one, let me take you on the run

We’ll stumble to the moon and back

To the moon

Hey little one, let me pull you through the door

You are the droid I’m looking for

Looking for…