Volcano Pine Cone
Swamp water's cheap
And nothing is sweeter
Than the taste of the world being strange
If we cannot stand around then I watched it come
unglued
Wonder how it got so deranged
He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train
Walk is the same
And eyes still imported with magic dust
That sparkles like the rain
Somewhere between in a house of dirty mirrors
And only fingerprints remain unchanged
He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train
And all that you hear is the science of the ages
And history leaves only those to blame
And in this bay of mirrors
What you see gets turned to shit
And only your persuasion remains the same
And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train
And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train
