New Geography - I Like Trains

If you’d had your

Your mother’s way with words

You’d have talked yourself

Out of it by now

Can you keep it down so I can sleep?

I’d suggest you turn the other cheek

There’s no rest for the wicked

And there’s no room for the weak

I’m afraid we must insist

We must insist on silence

You’ll need a drink to get through this

I’m afraid we must insist on silence

I have eyes on everyone

You’d consider leaning on

You’ll need a drink to get through this

I’m afraid we must insist on silence

I had poise and I had grace

I would speak and they would listen

Put your knives back in th kitchen

I’m not nearly close nough on this one

From where I’m sitting

I’d suggest you leave it well alone

The system isn’t what it was

But it won’t give up its own