Augie March - This Train Will Be Taking No Passengers Lyrics

We will adjust to this new condition of living
Like a man with his entrails now out him not in
After certain techniques of torture
Accustoms himself to a new condition of living train

Thoughtful godless men find god in them
At the age of twenty five
But in a year death gains favor
And they think themselves the more alive

You'll find them in the loose caboose
Where the pills are kept and the stupid juice
This one has a sleeping wheel
This one has a willing noose

Onward and on to the ends of love
Pricked vanity, habit and ruse
Onward and on to a premature silence
Where death finds too much use

Fifteen year old whores in training
Eyes a'batting, arms a'flailing, skin aflame
This fire-fanning express

If you're on board amazement follows fear
And rounded by dismay
It takes the corner into the day after today
Which is a father's sorrow

Onward and on to the ends of meanness
Where kindness is the means of the earth
Onward and on, awakening finds us
Too sensual beings from birth

(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry lady)
(I am sorry, I'm sorry lady, I'm sorry)
Train

Pods of wealthy blonde gobbets
With red rind eyes
Getting pecked at by the heroin sparrows
Of the western skies

It may be married to the tracks
But this train flies and it's taking no passengers
We'll stand on his hand
That's how you pin your man

We'll smash him from Preston to Epworth
Onward and on to the ends of reason
Where malice is the means of the earth
Onward and on, this strange wrought bird

Onwards and over the black coffee earth
Onward and on, this laughing train
To the ends of its low, low mirth

Where the media make it with the media whores
Lady time minces man meat with her contract claws
For a barbecue with the veterans of the talk back wars
In the outback palace of one John laws

O, we will adjust to this new condition of living
Like a sailor with his hands tied behind his back
Imprisoned after sailing into foreign waters unawares
Accustoms himself to a new condition of living

But a shadow falls between this
Hurtling intent and its realization
For its government is rotten
And therefore its civilization
Which is certainly taking no passengers train