Prague — Damien Rice

I pack my suit in a bag I'm all dressed up for prague I'm all dressed up with you All dressed up for him too... Prepare myself for a war BeforeI even open up my door BeforeI even look out I'm pissing all of my bullets about...

Wrap myself in a bag I'm all wrapped up in prague I'm all wrapped up in you I'm all wrapped up in him too

Prepare myself for a war And I don't know what i'm doing this for Trying to let it all go But how can I when you still don't know?

I could wait for you Like that hole in your boot Waiting to be fixed I could wait for you What good would that do But to leave me pricked?

Cheers darlin' Here's to you and your lover ...darling I got years... Pack my suit in a bag Pack myself in a bag Pack my suit in a bag All dressed up for Prague Pack my suit in a bag All dressed up for All dressed up for All dressed up for