Zatopeks Some Town In Northern France
3am and eighteen years old, some town in Northern
FranceFifteen pounds across the sea and back
We were not looking for no answers, just fun
Like a mirage in the night we saw them there
Punk rock girls about our age hanging for no reason in
the moonlit village square
We looked ahead and carried on our way
But where'd those strangers get to and where are they
today?
Retraced our steps but they're gone forever
Life just seems to be that way
One hour later a mate and I went back to find those girls
again
Left our friends sleeping underneath the stars
Cops stopped and searched us 'What you doing in our town
at 4am?'
We finally hit the sad and empty square
Just the beercans remained, the girls had vanished
Into their smalltown Gallic world, we woke our mates
And tried to find the nearest train
But where'd those strangers get to and where are they
today?
Retraced our steps well they're gone forever
Life just seems to be that way, it's OK
Life just seems to be that way