Midnight Directives

Cross her off the shortlist
My blood is a red-winged bird
The way will be lit by the bridges we burn, oh
And come, tornado!
Carry me away from the croft
Ruffle my hair, bear my body aloft, oh

* As the cutlass came down on a Saturday night
Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife
Called away into service, for a clerical life
Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife *

Thought I was a sad boy
Now I know, I know, I know I was wrong
Since you came along, I can see how content I had been
It'll drive a man crazy to age from the outside in
But I have a plan, it's a trick with a prick of a pin

Repeat *

For a man can be bought, and a man can be sold
And the price of a hundred thousand unwatered souls
Is a bit of meat and a bit of coal
It's a bit of meat and a bit of coal
It's a little bit of meat and coal