Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back to Leeds

There's indifference on the wind But a faint gust of hope At a club nobody goes to With a musty velvet rope Guys in Motörhead jackets Who knew him way back when Haven't raised a drink in years But now meet up again To remember how it was When they all thought they'd move away And ride in Lotus 7s Through the London streets one day Nobody ever gets away Even the best of us come back some day To the unmarked rooms, where the dry dust breeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds There's a rusted fog machine In a concrete storage space Letter-number combinations With no meaning on its face They won't make these anymore It's a wooden coach-n-four No-one will even steal it If you leave it by the door No sign to mark it's going No tombstone for its grave There will be goodbyes by dozens So practice being brave No-one anticipates the rush The breezy feeling of the faceless crush At the end of things, where the salvage bleeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds They don't throw him a parade He just comes in on a train One suitcase in his hand And an old army backpack From the second world war From a Leipzig secondhand store Pick the keys up from the agent Everything's been taken care of No big changes in the roadways Since you've left that I'm aware of A few old buildings gone to dust And some new ones in the way They'll look just like the old ones When the winds have had their say See the children bound for London You'll all be back too Everybody tests the membrane But no-one pushes through Come on boys that'll be enough You'd think your old friends wouldn't play so tough Like a basket by the Nile, hiding down among the reeds Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds --- Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back To Leeds - The Mountain Goats