"Derail And Crash" lyrics - THE WOMBATS

I met you four months last Sunday
My, oh my, what a happy, clappy fun day
We started our first jobs in catering
Had no idea of the pain this cheap pay could bring

[Chorus 1:]
Now that your tickle has become a scratch
This ghost train will derail and crash
Like Blackpool's Pepsi Max
We will derail and crash

Derail and crash!

You moved my wardrobe out the front door
A slight indication of what I've come home, what I'm in for
You were watching Tarantino loud on widescreen
I catch your eye and the barrel points at me

[Chorus 2:]
Looks like your tickle has become a scratch
This ghost train will derail and crash
Like Blackpool's Pepsi Max
We will derail and crash

Derail and crash!

[Instrumental]

[Outro:]
Derail and crash!
Derail and crash!
Derail and crash!
Derail and crash!