We run like a river

（By Franz Ferdinand） 　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 tha 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...