Black Five - Dave Goulder

preview_player
Показать описание
Рекомендации по теме
Комментарии
Автор

Lyrics:

Oh, when you're tumbling outta ya bed, you don't know if your dead or alive
And you make your way through the wakening day 'til your climbing aboard a black five

Well, you're leavin' the station behind, and your shovellin' mile after mile
And the kids all wave at the master and slave and the passengers riding in style

Well, you're up and you're groping for coal, for the fire has blinded your eye
Fill the boiler's need and fire's greed as you blacken the sun and the sky

She goes hammering over the hill, and your bloody near roastin' alive
But like a hound of steel riding runaway wheels there's a devil astride a black five

captainhuggyface
Автор

Your by a railway line in bed in the UK. You hear a faint sound of a whistle. You tumble out of your bed. You realize it was a black five.

Andrew-xsoj