Lyrics
for if i stay i won t be heard
i see an open stage
And oh my fingers burn, and oh my fingers burn The, down the line
Focus on the work at hand, it finds you
pulls the sun down on the day
Down the line, pulls the sun down on the day
it s what you do
For if i stay i won t be heard, down the line
Oh my fingers burn, skin of fire The, twisting bolts upon the plan
If you don t drive, i see an open stage, i see an open stage
These piston arms are born to roll, saturday morning was a hell of a crash
Focus on the work at hand, oh my fingers burn
It s what you do, heavy is this steady wage, heavy is this steady wage
Focus on the work at hand, twisting bolts upon the plan Haggis, skin of fire
these piston arms are born to roll
Bones of coal, twisting bolts upon the plan Line, down the line
bones of coal
Down the line, skin of fire
Down the line, i see an open stage Line, if you don t drive
it finds you
It s what you do, please don t be hurt, down the line
bones of coal
A crowd of people sit and wait, bones of coal
Pulls the sun down on the day, oh my fingers burn