Taxi Rank - Cold Lyrics

End of the line, yes it's come to the time
Where you have to go home
The lights have come on and the music's stopped
You're dripping of sweat and the mood has dropped
Now you have to make a big decision,
Get a kebab or start your next expedition
To a club that's open late, where you tend to meet all different kinds of shapes
You've got the guys in their tight t-shirts with the tiny logos
But somehow it always works on the girl with the tight red dress
And the bleached blonde hair and her heads a mess from the
Pills she took on her own free will from the guy by the toilets,
For her the price was nil
Funny that, how far you can get knowing nothing except the f*cking alphabet

Now is the time
Where the boys get in fights
And the girls have a cry but
Nobodies right
What's the point
In ending the night
With cuts on your knuckles
And tears in your eyes
It's no surprise
That you've wound up in this state
That you've lost all of your mates
And your begging them to wait
But they won't
And theres no-one else to blame
That you're left out in the rain
And if it's all the same
You should be ashamed

I've lost my keys
I've lost my phone
I've lost my wallet
I'm walking home
My head is spinning
I'm all alone
I've got no money
I'm f*cking cold
I've lost my keys
I've lost my phone
I've lost my wallet
I'm walking home
My head is spinning
I'm all alone
I've got no money
I'm f*cking cold