Switchman

There's a switchman up around the bend
 He gets you in the end every time
 He rolls his snake's eyes and listens for your train
 With broken fingers
 He lurks and lingers
 And crosses off your name
 With eyes like magic eight balls
 Floating dice of fate
 You could try again but that's a train that's never late
 Any day now
 Your luck can change
 There's no way out, there is no bargaining or trade
 You're in the hands of the switchman tonight
 And he can make you go wrong
 And he can make you go right
 A man builds a wall, and another knocks it down
 We just go round and round
 It's all the same
 We're pinatas spinning in the wind
 Blindfold children
 Singing and spinning
 They always get you in the end
 And your candy shower burst
 And sprinkles out your fate
 And the switchman stirs awake
 Any day now
 Your track can change
 There's no way out, there is no bargaining your fate
 You're in the chorus of the switchman's little song
 And he can make you go right
 And he can make you go wrong
 And all in all we all just fall like bowling pins
 Like broken violins in the end
 We can hold on like that old Parthenon
 3 000 years strong, we just keep hanging on and on
 And on and on
 And on and on
 And on and on
 And on and on
 And on and on
 And on and on
 Any day now
 Your luck can change
 There's no way out, there is no bargaining or trade
 You're in the hands of the switchman tonight
 And he can make you go wrong
 And he can make you go right