The Conductor Calls Songtext
von Will Johnson

Belly up, boys, we′re second best
The repetition always put us to the test
And nevermind what they might say
It's not like they believe
And it′s not as if we're staying anyway


Conductor, call to free the beast
Our history tends to cast its darkest shadow to the east
And sometimes I fail to feel a thing
Other times I'm awake for days
Just sweating every smile and every sting

A pricey notion to take on
The hours saw you sleep until the state line showed at dawn
Due south, the river turns into a ditch
About the time you woke and so conveniently flipped the switch

And now - the victim always winds up stuck in silence to suffer fools
And how - to justify your poison as exception and never the rule