Nothing Happens — текст песни (Salad)

There`s a man
Whose arms are twisted round the vines
Looking out for her to show
But she`s late
The sound of the crickets all around
In the heat

In the heat
They say you`ll sell your body to the heat

So he takes his muslin bag
To the well
Runs his fingers through his hair
He`s unwell
Then the sea comes into view
And he moves downhill
Meets his car down by the bay
Drives away

Chorus

Come on now - gotta take it in your stride...
Well a fugitive can run but he can`t hide

Nothing happens in the town
Nothing moves
A lone mosquito settles down
On a shoe