They say the wind moans
Maybe the true gods of England alight on the breeze
Calling me back home
The melody kisses me gently, the breeze
Sets me on fire
I burst from the mire
No crystal geyser, no hot air balloon
But I'm high as hell on the world
Girl, when we're grown
Girl, how we've grown
[Chorus]
Well, you must be alone
To fall to your knees
Stacked by the seas
Black with disease
[Verse 2]
That's my manganese
As young men bang on the wheel
And yell, "Fucking trains!"
As they wait for the rain
And the sunset flickers through the cracks in the carriage
Like a very old film
Like a very old film
And we settle back for twenty-odd minutes before heading back
Back, back, back into the kiln
Back into the kiln, yeah
Oooh
Singing, "That's my manganese", ah, yeah
[Chorus]
Well, you must be alone
To fall to your knees
Stacked by the seas
Black with disease
[Outro]
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese
That's my manganese