The Third Rail Lyrics

He gave a ring to a stripper in Beijing

Said "I'll catch you if you fall"

Waiting in the wings while she went and got her things

Now she's married in Montreal

Everybody kung fu fighting

Everybody gonna end up dead or in jail

He found out when she cleaned his account

And didn't show up for dinner or work

He didn't pout, he didn't shout

You wouldn't even know he was hurt

Everybody kung fu fighting

Everybody gonna end up dead or in jail

The map was in French and his feet were drenched

So he said "might as well walk"

Fists clenched like on a monkey wrench

Like on a body buried in salt

Everybody kung fu fighting

Everybody gonna end up dead or in jail

You should've seen his brain when he found her at the train

He was a six pack lip smack lady snack heart attack

He took his pain, he didn't restrain

He went and gave her a pat on the back

Everybody kung fu fighting

Everybody gonna end up dead or in jail

Bad ideas flow like lightning

Shooting white sparks like the third rail