Lyrics Blood On the Rails - The Silent Comedy

Blood On the Rails

Callin all agents, the seven have split
Villains and vagrants, are killin our conscience
Call it contagious, the shuttersll click
Fillin up pages, and give em the opposite
Yeah yeah
Cross off the basics, a cut and a stitch
Trial by patience admitted
Cause Ive got, common frustration
A seminal shift
Piles of papers are hidden in offices
Someones gotta tow the line
Someones gotta make it right
Someones gotta throw the fight
Someones gotta take it
You gotta fake it
Call it amazin, were gonna get it rich
Figures and failing are given up partly
Settle our savings, a seventies schtick
Someones gonna tow the line
Someones gonna make it right
Someones gonna throw the fight
Someones gonna take it
Not gonna take it
I wont take it