From the recording In The City's Arms
Lyrics
ooh you want to drink the starlight
aah my passion is survival
ooh the armies gather in the quiet night
aah the mutilation of a dream
ignition and we follow the black car
the butcher's alive in the bell tower
ooh we're crushed flies in the windowsill
aahh, and still the trains arrive on time
ooh and the dead are everywhere now
they talk of love and you believe it
ignition and we follow the black car
the butcher's alive in the bell tower
ignition and we follow the black car
transmissions arrive from the blackstar