Peter Collins - This Train Revised lyrics

It's a fish white belly A lump in the throat Razor on the wire Skin and bone Piss and blood In a railroad car One hundred people Gypsies, queers And David's star This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory This train Measure the bones Count the face Pull out the teeth Do you belong To the human race? Doctor, doctor Are you unkind? Do you shock the monkeys? Cover our eyes With clear blue skies? This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory, now This train Here is a dancer Who has no legs Here is a teacher Who has no face Here is a healer Who has no hands Here is a runner Here is a thinker Who has no head Here is a builder Who has no back Here is a writer Who has no voice These are the questions These are the answers Stacked like wood This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory This train is bound for glory, now This train This train is bound for glory This train gonna carry my mother This train is bound for glory This train gonna carry my father This train is bound for glory now This train gonna carry my sister This train This train gonna carry my brother (Here is a teacher) (Stacked like wood) This train gonna carry my sister (Here is a healer) (Stacked like wood) This train gonna carry my brother (This is a builder) This train gonna carry my sister (Gypsies, queers, and David's star) This train is This train is bound for glory These are the questions Stacked like wood These are the answers Here is potential gone for good