Franz ferdinand better on holiday lyrics

Jacqueline was seventeen

working on a desk

when Iver

Peered above a spectacle

forgot that he had wrecked a girl

Sometimes these eyes

Forget the face they're peering from

When the face they peer upon

Well, you know

That face as I do

And how in the return of the gaze

She can return you the face

That you are staring from



It's always better on holiday

So much better on holiday

That's why we only work when

We need the money



Gregor was down again

Said come on, kick me again

Said I'm so drunk

I don't mind if you kill me

Come on you gutless

I'm alive

I'm alive

I'm alive

and how I know it

But for chips and for freedom

I could die



It's always better on holiday

So much better on holiday

That's why we only work when

We need the money