Electric line

Racing time

Fire down the wall

Spinning around

The killing ground

It makes you look so small



Henna years

The stinging tears

Flesh on the railway track

The screaming queen

On the TV screen

Is never coming back



Don't suffer no more

Just step inside and listen

Listen to my pillbox tales



Your special days

Your winning ways

You're living out the past

You're lying lies

And tying ties

And running much too fast

But you feel so sick

If you run too quick

And wishing every day

Wishing you were all alone

Wishing you were years away



Don't suffer no more

Just step inside and listen

Listen to my pillbox tales