Take a little walk to the edge of town
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] a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with a 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] a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with a red right hand