Gravy Train — текст песни (Mark Knopfler)

Well they fly past the ghettos and the factories

Ridin on the gravy train

Leaving all the places that they really ought to brave

Ridin on the gravy train

Past the coal mines black and scarred

Starter houses in the loading yard

On the gravy train, on the gravy train



Theres the lucky little mothers in their luxury cars

Ridin on the gravy train

Never thank each other or their lucky stars

Ridin on the gravy train

Thats worse than ingratitude

Worse than a piss poor attitude



On the gravy train, gravy train



Well the hanger-uppers and the hangers-on

Ridin on the gravy train

Champagne suppers with their daggers all drawn

Ridin on the gravy train

Some act tough, some act rude

Some bit of fluff complain about the food

You wanna see somebody getting really rude

Get on the gravy train, gravy train



Well the golden goose is clattering-a-down the track,

And theyre gonna be ridin in an old caboose

Coming back



Theres the soldiers of fashion on the hit parade

Ridin on the gravy train

Tongue lashing with the bitch brigade

Ridin on the gravy train

Free loader licks my boots

Tells me how he digs my suit

You got lucky son, dont get cute

Get on the gravy train