So march is in like a lion And she marches out like a lamb You can't blame a girl for trying We all need a helping hand Maybe someone who could drag me up Out of my dirty dreams Pick me up and dust me off So I might spread some relief You build your life out of diamonds And you brush away the dirt And you brush away the And you wonder what That good life's got Miles of rope to Burn There's a girl tied to the train tracks Down the road from your house, singing "The western world could mark a throwback Spaghetti dangling from their mouths" If life is sex and entertainment Then I die some everyday I'll count my losses and cash my chips in I might better spend my pay You build your life out of diamonds And you brush away the dirt And you push away your problems And you wonder what The good life's got Piles of rope to Tie down the dying You can stop the train... Just pull the brake...