The boilers gone all wrong
The linesman like to smoke and lets the train keep going
Lets the train keep rolling
And when it floats away
That bridge was never safe whats all the town folks say
Now the towns folk pray
That we, will rise on up to the sky
Rest in the gaze of the lord on high
There ain't no lord on high
She likes to eat the skin, to fall in love with angels of the morning
Sings a while
While we, will rise on up to the sky
Rest in the gaze of the lord on high
There ain't no lord on high
And we, will rise on up to the sky
Rest in the gaze of the lord on high
There ain't no lord on high