65 :: Chop up the Chairs
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Remedy Robinson
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Publication Date |
Dec 19, 2020
Episode Duration |
00:11:29

Show Notes:

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Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA

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Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com

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References:

Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, “Coal Train Robberies”: http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Coal-Train_Robberies

“Coal Train Robberies”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTw8kM9DFiQ

“Unmask Us” Elvis Costello page: https://www.unmask.us/songwriters-c-e/elvis-costello-p3/

 

So, until next time, Adieu, my little ballyhoo

"Coal Train Robberies" Lyrics

Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting And while the signals took an age to change, it was easy pickings So you go to the movies where they smash it up You want to feel your heart pumping, it makes you feel good All through the karaoke, girls were squealing the hits While another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits While all the time in the camptown theatres of Piccadilly They're going to throw a black-face minstrel show For the barefoot children that they're always selling They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint And claim they ain't underneath this paint We interrupt these liberal saints with their whips and watermelon Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery It's like another world, or it had better be So we return to whitewash pout of his committed lips Since he was declared the long lost fountain of youth that drips and drips and drips They'll be sending him round from door to door to sell you back what's already yours "So many good deeds, so little time," say the advertising agency swine When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns I hope no living thing cries over his bones If you don't believe that I'm going for good You can count the days I'm gone and chop up the chairs for firewood Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery It's like another world, or it had better be Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery It's like another world, or it had better be  Reports, reports, reports, reports...

 

Alternative lyrics:

 

Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting And while the signals took an age to change, it was easy pickings So you go to the movies where they smash it up You want to feel your heart pumping, it makes me feel good All through the karaoke, they were screaming the hits While another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits Outside a khaki-covered river oozes by And still they say that there’s a big important world out there to try "What’s yours is yours, what’s yours is mine," so say those City of London swine "So let’s steal something that’s really worth it" Reports are coming in of a coal train robbery It’s like another world, or it had better be Come down the banks where you used to court, your heart pumping You know where she kissed you as the sweating trains pulled in A scrap of grime for a glimmer of heat beneath the rails between your feet You used to pick rags from the workhouse floor You don’t want much, you just want more You waited fifteen years for the whistle to blow When they say "work," when they say "no" If you don’t believe that I’m going for good You can count the days I’m gone and chop up the chairs for firewood Reports are coming in of a coal train robbery It’s like another world, or it had better be Reports are coming in of a coal train robbery Reports are coming in of a coal train robbery

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