كلمات Lunch

Cracking my neck in the consulate line While a homesick American flag's hanging by In the fluorescent light Up close, I see how they stitched on the stars and stripes If I were honest, and if you were brave You’d ask me a question and stay for the answer I like the way that you tell all your tales Would it kill you to listen And I get homesick before I go away I get homesick before I go away, away La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la Green origami, needles and grapes You cry like an army, you drive like p-plates There is much to be said for The way that you brake when a red light's in front of you You ask me to give you my world, ah The day (you ask me to give ya, world, ah, the day) We'll do this together We got years to waste (got years to waste) You got lots of persuasions, and time to explain But I’ve only got time for lunch And I get homesick before I go away I get homesick before I go away Before I go away Before I go away Oh, oh (hey) La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la