Damsel, train track tied I have blades for your ropes This tea stained ripped shirt Masked in cigarette smoke Hero, look up Pull your face from my lips Who here needs saving Please swallow your kiss Oh jokers and cowboys And railway kids Will run for their bedsheets Made not from your ribs Damsel, oh damsel A worrying quip Just buckle my bootstraps Both hands at my hips
Hero, heed horses Pristine and desperate Please tell me who's drowning Which one of us swims Damsel, doth anger And tearaway wit Displeasing, uneasy On my lap, now sit Now hero, choose carefully Each words be your truth
Please, who here needs saving Is it me or you? Sick Damsel, you ruiner Debaser, you cut You selfish insulter You penniless slut Now damsel be still now My hands on your thigh Who here is the saviour Who here still lies tied
Oh hero, truth traitor Your soul up in smoke My hands may be tied But my true spirit glows Oh damsel, still talking Your words are your loss Your hands to the track, tied A train soon will cross Oh hero, let trains be For trains cannot stop But men shovelling coal Own hands God will not wash Oh hero, track rattling Nothing we can do Tell me, who needs saving Is it me or you