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Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting | Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter | ||
cutting | |||
And | And as the signals took an age to change it was | ||
easy pickings | |||
So you go to the movies where they smash it up | So you go to the movies where they smash it up | ||
You want to feel your heart pumping it makes | |||
you feel good | |||
All through the karaoke girls were squealing | |||
the hits | |||
As another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits | |||
While all the time in the camptown theatres | |||
of Piccadilly | |||
They're going to throw a black-face minstrel | |||
show for the barefoot children | |||
That they're always selling | |||
While all the time in the camptown theatres of Piccadilly | |||
They're going to throw a black-face minstrel show | |||
They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint | They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint | ||
and claim they ain't underneath this paint | |||
We interrupt these liberal saints with their | |||
whips and watermelon | |||
We interrupt these liberal saints with their whips and watermelon | |||
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery | Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery | ||
It's like another world, or it had better be | It's like another world, or it had better be | ||
So we return to whitewashed pout of his | |||
committed lips | |||
So we return to whitewashed pout of his committed lips | Since he was declared the long lost fountain | ||
of youth that drips and drips and drips | |||
Since he was declared the long lost fountain of youth that drips and drips and drips | They'll be sending him round from door to door, | ||
to sell you back what's already yours | |||
They'll be sending him round from door to door to sell you back what's already yours | "So many good deeds, so little time" | ||
Say the advertising agency swine | |||
"So many good deeds, so little time | |||
When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns | When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns | ||
I hope no living thing cries over his bones | I hope no living thing cries over his bones | ||
If you don't believe that I'm going for good | If you don't believe that I'm going for good | ||
You can count the days I'm gone and chop up | |||
You can count the days I'm gone and chop up the chairs for firewood | the chairs for firewood | ||
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery | Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery | ||
It's like another world, or it had better be | It's like another world, or it had better be | ||
Revision as of 20:54, 3 May 2009
Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting And as the signals took an age to change it was easy pickings So you go to the movies where they smash it up You want to feel your heart pumping it makes you feel good All through the karaoke girls were squealing the hits As another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits
While all the time in the camptown theatres of Piccadilly They're going to throw a black-face minstrel show for the barefoot children That they're always selling They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint and claim they ain't underneath this paint We interrupt these liberal saints with their whips and watermelon
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery It's like another world, or it had better be
So we return to whitewashed pout of his committed lips Since he was declared the long lost fountain of youth that drips and drips and drips They'll be sending him round from door to door, to sell you back what's already yours "So many good deeds, so little time" Say the advertising agency swine When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns I hope no living thing cries over his bones If you don't believe that I'm going for good You can count the days I'm gone and chop up the chairs for firewood
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery It's like another world, or it had better be
