Jack Frost

Steve Kilbey Jack Frost Album

4.Geneva 4 Am

Air hostesses are dreaming at the bar
I thought i heard somebody say 'i wish i was in america'
There's been no surprises here, not since the crash
There's been no survivors since the missus was blinded by the
flash

I can't see you anywhere
But i look for you everywhere

Arms dealers up in arms at the prices of the drinks
A divorcee keeps telling me that this whole picture stinks
And all the co-pilots who just wanna fly
The architect tips his glass and says 'well here's mud in your
eye'