Jean - A Turn For The Worse

from The Gallows Tree by Our Man In The Bronze Age

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lyrics

And then a woman, she came along and sat on down,
She put a note on the trunk for the men in the town-
‘Said she was a big girl and was looking for love.
Her love was cheap- for the beat, for the collar and cuffs.
I saw her working up a steam in the human cafe.
She loved her food, she was rude, she was winning the race.

I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all.

Get inside it. All over this place.
Crying for help. Lifeless turning.
Trailing nowhere, breaking the chains.
Find a hope for work in motion.

I came across a dug hole- stump had turned to dirty coal
Belly’s gone, belly’s gone- The place I wrote my name upon.
I muddied off to see the worms, the coins, the dirt- all had turned skeletal.
They chopped it down.
They cut it’s throat.

What we have, caught the fall
And what we have, seeming this way,
At the time, fall in line,
Come and steer it here tonight.

(Sample to Suffer)

Another race round the bend goes on and on.
Another race round the bend goes on and on.
Another race round the bend.

Another race round the bend goes on and on.
Imagination’s a friend- a lonely one.
Another race round the bend.