We all abused you, threw you on the tracks
Stood with bated brain
A simple thrill to k** the boredom
Of a wasted summer day
And now they're showing you the door
One hundred years and fifty more
These cold machines punched out your leaves
And though your aspirations soared
The sidewalk would not take your seed
And now they're showing you the door
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
To walk without your rattling bones
The story broke a year ago
A nickel was the only one who screamed
"God save me from this fate!
Oh, darling, i just can't believe
That now they're showing you the door"
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
To walk without your rattling bones
We can't afford to keep the change
We all abused you, threw you on the tracks
Stood with bated brain
A simple thrill to k** the boredom
Of a wasted summer day
And now they're showing you the door
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
I think we'll find it hard
To walk without your rattling bones