Holes Songtext
von Hot Panda

Front of the line, getting inside
What a great guy to know
Don′t you wish you could be in there too
With a privileged view inside?

So I suppose I'll wear your clothes
Until they fade and gather holes


Mingle around, work in the crowd
Talking to girls you know
Tell them that you love poetry too
And read them some quotes out loud

But I suppose that might get old
Your brain will fill full of holes
Uh-oh

You had a laugh, then called a cab
Stopped at an ATM
I didn′t get in, went home to bed
Lied there 'til 4 AM


But I suppose the world will go
Swallowed up into holes
Uh-oh