Lyrics

HUNG OUT ON THE DANDY’ LINE, WHERE MY TRACKS COULD NOT BE TRACED. FORTY MILES OF STEEL TO THE CITY, AND A YOUNG MAN WHO’D LOST HIS PLACE. LEARNT A BIT ABOUT FEAR AND FRIENDS, IN A TIN SHED WRECKED WITH TIME. FOUND OUT I WAS JUST A KID, AND YOUR ENEMIES CAN SHINE.

DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, THERE’S NO SHOW ON THIS STREET. DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, WHEN YOU’RE GONE YOU’RE HISTORY, DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE.

IN A WEATHERBOARD OLD AND DAMP, WAS A VIOLENT HOUSE OF SHAME.
TWO KIDS AND A YOUNG GIRL, WITH NOBODY ELSE TO BLAME. THESE WALLS COULD TALK YOU KNOW, AND THEY SPOKE OF HARDER TIMES. ONE EYED FIGHTERS IN TENT SHOW GIGS, WHIPPING YOUNG MEN TO THEIR PRIME.

DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, THERE’S NO SHOW ON THIS STREET. DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, WHEN YOU’RE GONE YOU’RE HISTORY. DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE.

I’VE FELT THE DAMAGE, A HARDENED HAND CAN LAY. SIX TEETH IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT, I GOT TWO DAYS OFF NO PAY. AND EVERY NIGHT THERE’S A WAVE OF FEAR, LIKE NO OTHER PLACE I KNOW. ON THE PLATFORM IT SURE GETS COLD, STILL THERE’S KIDS OUT ON THE GO,

DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, THERE’S NO SHOW ON THIS STREET. DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE, WHEN YOU’RE GONE YOU’RE HISTORY. DOWN ON RAILWAY PARADE.