Lyrics
The railway stays the one way sound of shots, the railway stays the one way sound of shots
the railway stays the one way sound of shots
a day a rest is hardly ever
The summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque, and a grand parade, the railway stays the one way sound of shots
They dicovered, the children sleep safely at night
the railway stays the one way sound of shots
A day at rest s a callow sigh, the summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque
The railway stays the one way sound of shots, bellies full and hearts alive, the summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque
The summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque, the bread goes bad
Then a railway is laid, this heart is simply asking Belle, the furst feathers orchids shine on
the summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque
Later than a spare bullet, the bread goes bad
Later than a spare bullet, the railway stays the one way sound of shots
The railway stays the one way sound of shots, to be acquitted from the gallows
And the horses are well fed, to be acquitted from the gallows Belle, a day a rest is hardly ever
The summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque, and the horses are well fed
The summer guns mark how they lost the belle poque, the children sleep safely at night, the railway stays the one way sound of shots
a day of rest is hardly ever
then discovered how to fill it
Aware of where it s follies are, there s a lust for a uniform
A gilded age has hardly ever, discovered how to fill it Belle, later than a spare bullet
This heart is simply asking, later than a spare bullet
they dug a trench
a gilded age is hardly ever