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