WRECKLESS ERIC


The Final Taxi Lyrics

A black cavalcade winds its way through the back
streets
Flowers piled high on a wooden box
With friends and relations sat in rows in the back
seats
All looking shaky cos it came as a shock
A black cavalcade winds its way through the back
streets
Some poor soul took his final taxi

And there's only one destination in the final taxi

Up through the town to the garden of rest
Riding in style in a long wooden box
No fare on the meter they'll be paying by cheque -
This is one fare you won't see up on the clock
Riding in style in a long wooden box
Some poor soul took his final taxi

And there's only one destination in the final taxi
Only one destination in the final taxi
Only one destination
Only one destination
Only one destination
Only one destination
There's only one destination in the final taxi

They lowered him down into a hole in the ground
Threw in the flowers and shovelled earth on the top
Then the cars pulled away from the garden of rest
For a funeral tea with twenty five guests
The cars pulled away for the funeral tea
Cos some poor soul took his final taxi

And there's only one destination in the final taxi...

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Record Label(s): 1978 Stiff Records
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