Текст песни Over the Points - Ian Dury , The Blockheads

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Thank you

I am an actual train, believe it or not, believe it or not
I carry you backwards and forth,
South and north on down the line and up
Before they shunt me into the final
Siding, I wish to make a few points
Whenever I have a breakdown all my
Passengers start talking to each other

They can sit walk sleep or have a tidy as I hurtle along
Sometimes we track this line with
Decapitated schoolboy's heads still wearing their caps
Upon me at any given moment ten or twelve
People might be taking craps over the points
I've transported enormous frivolity
And fearful violence in my carriages
I've got compartments for sex, birth,
Death and occasional train spotters marriages

Believe you me,
There are some right eccentrics walking up and down my corridors
Picture the consternation in my bogies when my drivers had a drink
All over the shop hundreds of people
Invariably male write our numbers down
We, as trains,
Are agreed that this is because we are extremely phallic
Nobody seems frightened on board us because we hardly ever crash
We've been squashing pennies for well over a century
People love it when they're robbed and they
Wave at us and are happy watching us going passed
Can you imagine how pleasant it is in general being an iron horse?
I'm quite chuffed

Last train to Wanking Panda
Last train to Wanking Panda
If you miss this one you'll never get another one
Iddybiddy arseholes to Wanking Panda