Spencer Perceval - I Like Trains

You could have saved yourself

I gave you more than one chance

«I am murdered, I am murdered», you cried

Well, well, you could have survived

I will rot, a broken man

In this green and pleasant land

Your position can’t save you now

(Your position can’t save you)

You were the finger on my trigger

And the rope around my neck

As you were as well

Your position can’t save you now

You could have saved yourself

I gave you more than one chance

«I am murdered, I am murdered» you cried

Well, well, if the truth be told

It is I that will meet my demise

At your hands Mr. Perceval, I am murdered

You will hang a guilty man

In England’s green and pleasant land

Your position

(You were the rope around my neck)

Can’t save you now

(You were the finger on my trigger)

Your position can’t save you now

(You were the rope around my neck)

Your position can’t save you now

As the bullet flies, you cannot hide behind

Your position

(You were the rope around my neck)

Can’t save you now

(You were the finger on my trigger)

Your position can’t save you now

(You were the rope around my neck)

Your position can’t save me now

(You were the finger on my trigger)

Your position can’t save me now