Manganese

They say the wind moans Maybe the true gods of England alight on the breeze Calling me back home The melody kisses me gently, the breeze Sets me on fire I burst from the mire No crystal geyser, no hot air balloon But I'm high as hell on the world Girl, when we're grown Girl, how we've grown Well, you must be alone To fall to your knees Stacked by the seas Black with disease That's my manganese As young men bang on the wheel And yell, "Fucking trains!" As they wait for the rain And the sunset flickers through the cracks in the carriage Like a very old film Like a very old film And we settle back for 20-odd minutes before heading back Back, back, back into the kiln Ooh! Back into the kiln, yeah, ooh Singing, "That's my manganese", ah yeah Well, you must be alone To fall to your knees Stacked by the seas Black with disease That's my manganese That's my manganese That's my manganese That's my manganese That's my manganese That's my manganese That's my manganese, ooh, yeah That's my manganese That's my manganese