Future Of The Left Throwing Bricks At Trains lyrics

slight
bowel movements
preceded
the bloodless coup,
though no-one
must know it,
i am at fault

i introduced
reginald j trottsfield
to his lieutenant,
the fearsome brown.
on friday nights they gather on the bridges
with no intention
of coming down

above the tracks (above the tracks)
above the tracks (above the tracks)
there is no mercy
there is no fear
above the tracks (above the tracks)
above the tracks (above the tracks)
there is no mercy
there is no fear
there is no fear

still
the train will
invariably
come to a halt.
the wild west
would eat it,
we let it rot


i introduced
reginald j trottsfield
to his lieutenant,
the fearsome brown.
on friday nights they gather on the bridges
with no intention
of coming down

above the tracks (above the tracks)
above the tracks (above the tracks)
there is no mercy
there is no fear
above the tracks (above the tracks)
above the tracks (above the tracks)
there is no mercy
there is no fear

reginald i, i cannot love you
i cannot love a man that cannot learn to love himself,
the bricks they are just sad reminders
of former glories,
though they are barely more than stories,
they wander through our homes at night

reginald i, i cannot love you
i cannot love a man that cannot learn to love himself,
the bricks they are just sad reminders
of former glories,
though they are barely more than stories,
they wander through our homes at dead of night