Fifteen Guinea Special Video (MV)

Gregory was a fireman
He lit a fire a week ago
The last train of the summer
There'll be no trains in the snow

Twenty years at a trade
The knacks notched on the skull
Sailors on a sea of land
Rattling rails out under the gulls

Take the Fifteen Guinea Special out of town
It's the last time it's coming round
With its green steel skin and its smoker's breath
If it ran you down it'd be a glorious death

Steam rising up under the rain
Carriages all filled with frames
Moving from subject to subject
Stars and silos and lanes

The steely ship sailed years ago
It means absolutely nothing to me
It's more Churchill's train but I think of it
Each time they cut down a tree

Take the Fifteen Guinea Special out of town
It's the last time it's coming round
With its green steel skin and its smoker's breath
If it ran you down it'd be a glorious death