26th Street by Joshua Burnside Lyrics

Verse 1
Hurt, young, rosy
Wandered off at night
Ice pick and Butterknives
Smiled and curtsied
Tripped over laces
Won a dollar at the races
Through her head (soul?)
Surgery solution
Grew old in an institution

Chorus
Came home today
Kids begged on the motorway
And that's all for sports today
This fucking country
If death is the engine don't say it on TV
I'll shoot you five times on 26th Street, yeah

Verse 2
Mister (or Missed her?) Cherrish
Shoes went missing
And in the meadow snakes were hissing
Tape and (cold day?)
Soul is given to the machine for it to live in
Dip the apple in the brew (lead?)
Slip the death slip through
Chorus
Came home today
Kids begged on the motorway
And that's all for sports today
This fucking country
If death is the engine don't say it on TV
I'll shoot you five times on 26th Street, yeah


When the lightning strikes
When the lion roars
When the tulips bloom
Is it all payed for?
Is someone keeping score?
Is there a balance sheet?
Was it all payed for on 26th Street, yeah?
When the choir sings
When the eagle soars
When the day breaks
When must the blood pour?
Is there a balance sheet?
Or was it all payed for on 26th Street?