Letra de Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back to Leeds
There's indifference on the wind But a faint gust of hope At a club nobody goes to With a musty velvet rope Guys in Motörhead jackets Who knew him way back when Haven't raised a drink in years But now meet up againTo remember how it was when they all thought they'd move away And ride in Lotus 7s through the London streets one dayNobody ever gets away Even the best of us come back some dayTo the unmarked rooms, where the dry dust breeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to LeedsThere's a rusted fog machine In a concrete storage space Letter-number combinations With no meaning on it's face They won't make these anymore It's a wooden coach-n-four No-one will even steal it if you leave it by the doorNo sign to mark it's going, no tombstone for it's grave There will be goodbyes by dozens, so practice being braveNo-one anticipates the rush The breezy feeling of the faceless crushAt the end of things, where the salvage bleeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to LeedsThey don't throw him a parade He just comes in on a train One suitcase in his hand And an old army backpack From the second world war From a Leipzig secondhand storePick the keys up from the agent Everything's been taken care of No big changes in the roadways Since you've left that I'm aware ofA few old buildings gone to dust And some new ones in the way They'll look just like the old ones When the winds have had their saySee the children bound for London, you'll all be back too Everybody tests the membrane but no-one pushes throughCome on boys that'll be enough You'd think your old friends wouldn't play so toughLike a basket by the Nile, hiding down among the reeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds
