Jennifer - Wine

Jennifer’s waiting for the wind

To clean up the sky

Nowhere to go, no-one to love

No place to light a fire

People she looks at sell and buy,

Hurry and live in the trains

They don’t wanna be buried in the wooden coffins

They work for the golden graves

Golden graves

They shine and shine

Seem to be so fine

Never look inside ‘em

Jennifer comes to the old cemetery

At the end of the seventeenth line

Late autumn and frosen trees

No better place to cry

Rubies and diamonds

Silver and gold

Sand and stones

Jennifer smiles

Jennifer knows

It’s too heavy a load if you got to get home

Golden graves

They shine and shine

Seem to be so fine

Never look inside ‘em