Constantinople Line
Lyrics
Hey Waiter
I'm first class
Hey Waiter
Where are we now?
Am I last
Am I last
Hey Waiter
Don't talk back
These tenants speak
A traveller's language
Caucasian talk
They're saying nothing
I see a land
As we crawl by night
I see a face
In the window in front
These stations are useful
These stations we love them
Newspaper
Encounter
Confusion
Hey Waiter
I'm first class
Hey Waiter
What state is this?
These reptiles scream
A violent party
All art and jazz
And League of Nations
I see a land
As we crawl by night
I see a face
In the window in front
The east is calling
I'm feeling nervous
I love the western
Style and change
These stations are useful
These stations we love them
These stations are useful
These stations we love them
Newspaper
Encounter
Confusion
Constantinople
Red
Red star
Red
Constantinople
Red
Red star
Red
Writer(s): BRIAN MCGEE, MICHAEL JOSEPH MACNEIL, DEREK FORBES, JAMES KERR, CHARLES BURCHILL
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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