Take a little walk to the edge of town 
And go across the tracks 
Where the viaduct looms 
Like a bird of doom 
As it shifts and cracks 
Where secrets lie in the border fires 
In the humming wires 
Hey man, you know 
You’re [bad word] back 

On a gathering [bad word] 
tall handsome man 
In a dusty black coat with 
red right hand 

Where the viaduct looms 
Like a bird of doom 
As it shifts and cracks 
Where secrets lie in the border fires 
In the humming wires 
Hey man, you know 
You’re [bad word] back 

On a gathering [bad word] 
tall handsome man 
In a dusty black coat with 
red right hand