[Verse 1]
Jacqueline was seventeen
Working on a desk
When Ivor
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 the gaze
She can return you the face
That you are staring from
[Chorus]
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
[Verse 2]
Gregor was down again
Said come on, kick me again
Said, I'm so drunk
I don't mind if you k** 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