Taxi | Paul Curran

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Grateful I found Paul’s work.

[@poundmytomtom]

So thankful I found him through "I have a love"

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RIP

[@Felix-dx2qw]

The timing on that van 😂
Great delivery

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Just great.

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Rip

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Talent 😢

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nice

[@YJreformed]

can sum1 post lyrics

[@GardenCollective]

When you get to that point of the night
when the chance for love or a fight
in the pub or the club of your choice is null and void
it's best to avoid the like minded types
knowing this I decide to go home
hop a taxi on my own
no rank around but there's plenty of strays to be found
scattered yellow lights always seem to cover disappointing nights in town
I see a heap of closed down shops with dingy flats attached
and a depressed looking indian chap at a Maxol garage hatch
fetching Marlboro lights for D4 spoiled brats
and as we make brief eye contact
a lonely drifter from the herd of the pack of taxis emerges at me back
naturally he ignores my attempt to hail him in so he can give me a lift
continues driving like I don't exist
and I dunno wether I'm going crazy
or if I'm Patrick Swayze in that movie ghost
but these taxi men aren't seeing me
when this happens and they ignore you so many times
you contemplate hurling yourself across the double yellow lines
let the stars the bodies the Opel Corsa bonnets combine and collide
for the last ever time
a taxi man will ignore me in his life
but just then one pulls in with a cheeky grin
where ya going kid?
Coolock
hop in
and as I take the back seat I notice little things
the battered black leather on his Toyota Corolla 5 seater
the Padre Pio prayer untouched beside the fare meter
the gentle sent of nights to forget and mistakes to tell
blended with 'new car smell'
out on the gargle where ya?
and I can tell not just by what he said
but the way he said it
that he's the stereotypical taxi driver type of fella
who gives the impression
that he loves talking about the recession
I mention for a Saturday night there's not that many people around town
which is the type of thing you say when you cant find a common ground
ah bleedin' dead out there
more taxis then people
and I nod along let him know that we're equals
last thing I need on the trip home is rear view evils
and he's driving like a lunatic
like his last name's Knievel
I try me best not to panic and I notice ACDC is playing
I hadn't taken him for a Radio Nova addict
and I say as I sink back in my seat
yeah just left at the lights here chief
and he proceed to question me
he asks about my life
I ask about his life
I'm in college
he's on his second wife
I ask about the kids best way to break the ice
fact is he's a lad just trying to get by
and I'd be lying if I said we weren't essentially the same inside
only difference is my life is reading books
and his is transporting drunks
like most others we find ourselves in a similar position
eyes tired lives never transpired to the dreamed of conditions
we both had goals that never came to fruition
his with the addition of keys in an ignition
he meets a thousand ten minute friends a night
under the glow of his taxi light
and as he bobs and weaves through housing schemes
and 15.50's what the meter reads
and the light of the prayer and the worn leather seats
I say
yeah just drop us off anywhere here please
and I dispense with expense of the transport fees
and he is free to leave
and then he dwindles away like a shivering flame
and he totally goes like a puff of smoke
for me brush the teeth hit the sack as you do
for him
orange
red
green
O'Connell street
back of the queue

[@LonnieLawless]

Thank you for asking. I didn't quite catch the last few words correctly.

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Goog

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Nice