Opening Hours - Olympia

Yesterday’s gold let loose grass fires

As you stood in front of the window

Holding light at bay

A thousand miles away

You’re always banging on 'bout the opening hours of New York

You’re always banging on about the opening hours

Well you can count on your favourite drummer

He ain’t the only one who can get you there on time

Lights go out early in suburban restaurants

Over wine lists that are colour blocked

We’re closed to each other

But we know each other so well

You’re always banging on 'bout the opening hours of New York

You’re always banging on about the opening hours

Well you can count on your favourite drummer

He ain’t the only one who can get you there on time

Is that your favourite place on the corner

Always on holidays

Have they gone somewhere warmer

Love, we need to get away