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Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter | Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting | ||
And | And while the signals took an age to change, it was easy pickings | ||
easy pickings | |||
So you go to the movies where they smash it up | So you go to the movies where they smash it up | ||
While all the time in the camptown theatres | You want to feel your heart pumping, it makes you feel good | ||
of Piccadilly | |||
They're going to throw a black-face minstrel | All through the karaoke, girls were squealing the hits | ||
While 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 | They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint | ||
We interrupt these liberal saints with their | And claim they ain't underneath this paint | ||
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 | |||
Since he was declared the long lost fountain | So we return to whitewashed pout of his committed lips | ||
of youth that drips and drips and drips | |||
They'll be sending him round from door to door | Since he was declared the long lost fountain of youth that drips and drips and drips | ||
to sell you back what's already yours | |||
"So many good deeds, so little time" | 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 | 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 | |||
the chairs for firewood | You can count the days I'm gone and chop up 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 | ||
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery | |||
It's like another world, or it had better be | |||
Reports, reports, reports, reports... |
Revision as of 20:54, 3 May 2009
Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting
And while 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
While 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
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery
It's like another world, or it had better be
Reports, reports, reports, reports...