Lyrics The Mystery Trend - Julian Cope

The Mystery Trend

The mystery train
Is on its way
Catch a lot of sinners
Be home any day
When you get down
To the base of the brain
You’re onto
The mystery train
The driver said, «Hi»
It’s a heavy load
And it’s waiting for you
At the end of the road
When you get down
To the start of the end
You’re onto
The mystery trend
Going high, high
Going down
Idiot savant
In the back of the train
Echoing still
Inside of his brain
Being carried on
By his maiden aunts
His parents don’t love him
Because he’s an idiot savant
He’s going high, high
He’s going down
He’s going high, high
But he’s going down
Now the mystery train
Is on its way
You catch a lot of sinners
Be home in a day
When you get down
To the start of the end
Then you’re onto
The mystery trend
Yeah you’re onto
The mystery trend
Then you’re onto
The mystery trend