Tie Down The Dying

So march is in like a lion
 And she marches out like a lamb
 You can't blame a girl for trying
 We all need a helping hand
 Maybe someone who could drag me up
 Out of my dirty dreams
 Pick me up and dust me off
 So I might spread some relief
 You build your life out of diamonds
 And you brush away the dirt
 And you brush away the
 And you wonder what
 That good life's got
 Miles of rope to
 Burn
 There's a girl tied to the train tracks
 Down the road from your house, singing
 "The western world could mark a throwback
 Spaghetti dangling from their mouths"
 If life is sex and entertainment
 Then I die some everyday
 I'll count my losses and cash my chips in
 I might better spend my pay
 You build your life out of diamonds
 And you brush away the dirt
 And you push away your problems
 And you wonder what
 The good life's got
 Piles of rope to
 Tie down the dying
 You can stop the train...
 Just pull the brake...