Unextraordinary Gentlemen - Old No. 9

We walk into the desert wind along the desert rail
With bent hearts and stitched on wings
Across the Tamarisk plains we tell our tale of woe
To those who would hear such things
We are the spirits-we are the spirits
Arrived at the end of the line
We are the spirits-we are the spirits
The line that fell to earth

We walk into the desert wind along the desert rail
With bent hearts and stitched on wings across the Tamarisk Plains

We are the spirits of the Old No. 9
We dine at the End of the Line
We are the spirits of the Old No. 9
The line that fell to earth

We look into the blasting sound along the mountain rail
With ticking clicking flickering form across the windswept sands

Where we are now
Stars pulled down
Where we are now
Stars pulled down

Gravity is slipping
The caterwaul cry
Happy as the devil in blue
Gravity is slipping
The caterwaul cry
Happy as the devil in the blue suit
Here come the devil in the blue suit
We are the spirits

Where we are now
Stars pulled down
Where we are now
Stars pulled down