Heart Full of Holes
You can tell me your troubles, I'll listen for free,My regulars trust me it seems.You can come and see Uncle to get through the week,Leave your pledges with me to redeem.
Some folk sell their bodies for ten bob a go,Politicians go pawning their souls,Which doesn't make me look too bad, don't you know,Me with my heart full of holes.
All my yesterdays broken, a watch with no faceAll battered and oldBits of the movement all over the placeAnd a heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.A heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.
Brass knuckles and banjos are out on the townAt the knees-up in Teddy Boy' Row,The gold block and tackle tells the time upside down,Rock'n'roll, well, I don't know.
Dead people's wedding gifts walk out the door,A clarinet squeals to be free,Accordions hop from the shelves to the floor,Start playing their polkas to me.
There's a ringing of bells, a dunderhead's curse,Fingers are pointing at you,And you take work in hell, be glad it's not worse,And you get to the back of the queue.
Handcuffs and hunting knives clang on the bars,Air pistols shoot out the lights.I've a whole wailing wall of electric guitars,Could shatter the windows down Brick Lane tonight.
If one of us dies, love, I think I'll retire.See my boys and my beautiful girls.Garden of Eden, no gates or barbed wire,Who knows, maybe gates made of pearls.
Well, if we go to heaven, and some say we don't,But if there's a reckoning day,Please God, I'll see You and maybe I won't,I've a bag packed to go either way.
Redeeming your pledge, dear, I'll keep it for you,It's not gonna go anywhere,But your soul, your soul, that is not what I do,There's not a lot I can do there.
I remember the officer's watch in my hand,Repair it or die I was told.It's a wonder to me, I still don't understandWhy I ever survived to be old.
With a heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.A heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.A heart full of holes,Heart full of holes.