A day of rest is hardly ever
A day at rest's a callow sigh
A day a rest is hardly ever
Hardly ever sealed in time
The follies raged at night
Who's denied?
The furst + feathers orchids shine on
Passer's by
Then a railway is laid
And the horses are well fed
There's a lust for a uniform
And a grand parade
The summer guns mark how they lost the Belle Époque
The railway stays the one way sound of shots
A gilded age is hardly ever
Aware of where it's follies are
A gilded age has hardly ever
Not embraced it's tragic flaw
The Children sleep safely at night
Sweet pronounced
The park is full
The trees in bloom
Bellies full and hearts alive
The summer guns mark how they lost the Belle Époque
The railway stays the one way sound of shots
They dug a trench
Then discovered how to fill it
The bread goes bad
Later than a spare bullet
They dicovered, discovered how to fill it
Faster than a spare bullet
A palace untested decays
A heart at rest is merdly fallow
No, this heart is simply asking
To be acquitted from the gallows
The summer guns mark how they lost the Belle Époque
The railway stays the one way sound of shots
The summer guns mark how they lost the Belle Époque
The railway stays the one way sound of shots.