But The Eyes...

You take your white finger

Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer

Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties and I'm

Not to look at you in the shoe

But the eyes

Find the eyes

 

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You will find me in the matinée, the dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée is mine

Yes, it's mine

 

I time every journey

To bump into you accidentally, I charm you and tell you

Of the boys I hate, all the girls I hate, all the words I hate

All the clothes I hate, how I'll never be anything I hate

You smile, mention something that you like

 

Oh, how you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You will find me in the matinée, the dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée is mine

Yes, it's mine

 

So I'm on BBC Two now

Telling Terry Wogan how I made it and

What I made is unclear now

But his deference is and his laughter is

My words and smile are so easy now

Yes, it's easy now, yes, it's easy now

 

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You will find me in the matinée, dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée

You will find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You will find me in the matinée, the dark of the matinée

Better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée is mine

Yes, it's mine

 

'The Dark Of The Matinee' ~Rhythms del Mundo featuring Franz Ferdinand~

Done