Lyrics:
that were digging at the cast
The sound of steam, the smell of those great engines
Now overgrown, the old road still survives
Forging over streams
We hide from Zod in the engine room
The engine room
The engine room
Till we make leaps stall
What you think we do
The engine room
The engine room
to the king, and an airship creed
The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain, sir, she's heavy,
to the king, and an airship creed
The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain, sir, she's heavy,
parachute, no goddamn crash to see
Fly the little monkey up a telegraph pole
Sending out a signal to somebody, somebody
Somebody, please somebody
I want
Anything goes, anything goes
When the diamonds on your wrist
And the engine sounds like this
And you drive slow just so they can see you oh
Girl when
and the sprite?
Uh i can’t leave without it yuh
Drank spill all on my trousers yuh
Nasty bitch off the powder yuh
Order some more hours yuh
Order some more litres
Receiving their strict orders from the station just behind
Running into Hampton, the engineer was there
George Allen was his name, with curling golden
to the top got to know where you going
I cannot stop I got to keep going
[Bridge 1- Deorsey Ardae]
I like the sound when that engine is roarin
I like
keep you safe
All the things you think you own
Like the hammer breaks the rock
In order to make you pure
Those things now belong to us
In order to make
do that
We don't take orders or take your crap
We don't do that
West Yorkshire is the place, and it's cold and it rains
But we know the terrain, it's
to hurt too many people when I roll
Find the harbor freeway
And head south
Real tired
Head kind of light
I found Telegraph Road
I'd only seen
The caller called Casey at a half past four
He kissed his wife at the station door
Mounted to the cabin with his orders in his hand
And it took his final trip
water whippin' in my Civic
Trappin' out my Civic
Order up, bitch I'm trappin' out my Civic
I ain't lying nah I'm really cookin' chickens
Pan fry like I'm
Now this man down at the used car lot
Tried to sell me four wheels and a trunk.
I said, "Man, there is no engine!",
He said, "The engine's just
the engine of the vehicle with the dead battery is running, carefully remove the jumper cables in the reverse order in which they were connected. Start by
Waa-Waah
You better set your house in order, friends
You know the train gonna be there soon
(ch, Lord)
Don't you hear the whistle blow
Hear
(Ice)
Order up some new teeth, call me CCG's
(Two racks)
Aventador pullin' up, left the doors off
Red drip, no Robitussin, we pulled off
Yeah, we hittin'
on my level, yeah
So I'mma take one shot to the brain
And I order three more shots
I'm going in, aye
I'm on my level, yeah
I'm on my level, yeah
I'm on my
Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand
Said this is
Receiving there strict orders from a station just behind
Georgie's mother came to him with a bucket on her arm
Saying my darling son be careful how you
Now this man down at the used car lot
Tried to sell me four wheels and a trunk.
I said, "Man, there is no engine!",
He said, "The engine's just
won his fame
The caller called Casey at half past four
He kissed his wife at the station door
He mounted to the cabin with the orders in his hand
Receiving their strict orders from a station just behind
Georgie's mother came to him with a bucket on her arm
Saying my darling son be careful how you
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