Cotton Mather - Camp Hill Rail Operator lyrics

In care of his contraption mad camp hill rail operator woman Is she speaking from the heart? Maybe blasting from another world? Or just the emissary of a higher court inside the body of a girl? Does she want to take control? When her eight track breaks down will she take my bus home? In care of his contraption mad camp hill rail operator woman Is this some sort of reverie for the One woman Jan and Dean heading for the crash? Is she half who she ought to be Or a overdue prodigy Whose unsolicited view of your present's confused with her past? At a table by the door Of my moment but she can't sit still, And when I crash upon the floor she'll come across the stage and finish out the bill, She throws one switch and all trains are in space What she lays on those tracks you can't ever erase In care of his contraption mad camp hill rail operator woman, yeah