: When the red sun sets on the railroad town, And the bars begin to laugh with a happy sound, I'll still be here right by your side, There'll not be
my soul it burns my soul She's calling out into the crowd Regret shall plague us all This tattered heart won't show you where to go One silver bullet
: Couldn't stay buried you understand What good am I as a dead man I started cursing death from the mouth So just spit me out Revival blood bath Sing
How you bloody shame on the bus Your trousers come undone Throw another groupie on the fire Cup of tea and a slice of desire I fed fly, she bell dry Finish
It might be a star where you are But it's just the light of a passing car You might be witnessing lights in the sky But it's just a reason for the work
All the little children, can you see them? Yes, they are all sleeping Professor Yaffle spoils your fun Sunday's always boring, boring Sitting on the toilet
Dumb bitch when I stop it's not for you in the road (yeah) Not as you think, some sort of love code (yeah) Suicide was an option for me You'd like to
On an advert, of the late show That's where she goes She's got a chat show and she gets old And she wants to look gold Every magazine and paper There'
Two foot tall and mad as hell I make you a good one no? Pick up the knife and spoon I have an amazing prowess in June Structured up and evil too I got
I fucking give-up You're in, so late, and I am so happy Just looking, so sorry, for being so sad That worm pie you made me You made me, eat for the butcher
This is the last day of your life Not in 3D Instead in 2D, flat, don't pull me out I like the snow and better still I like it when you're not around Give
Holes in the ground They're just circles if they weren't They could be square If only they weren't round And March is only a month within days (chorus
If you say something, how do you know that I'll remember it? I don't wanna hear the workmen working But you say it's ok because they're digging your ditch
Guess it's over Call it a day Sorry that it had to end this way No reason to pretend We knew it had to end Some day This way Guess it's over The kicks
She looks, like she just stepped through the shower Thionk of a good thing, think of a good thing Noice is in, Noice is in the avenue While you go, like
Yeah-vaseline, put some pepper on it Maybe margerine, into a crank rank Yeah-ultramarine Let me out, of this can of beans Let me out, of this can of beans
And all I ever say Got tangled along the way And our communication chain is years away from functioning It's a gap, just don't explain (chorus) Yeah and
I was in a house, my baby in the wood The place was small and it smelt of sleep Where we were building a world Where we were building a world (chorus)
