Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back to Leeds - The Mountain Goats

There's indifference on the wind

But a faint gust of hope

At a club nobody goes to

With a musty velvet rope

Guys in Motörhead jackets

Who knew him way back when

Haven't raised a drink in years

But now meet up again

To remember how it was

When they all thought they'd move away

And ride in Lotus 7s

Through the London streets one day

Nobody ever gets away

Even the best of us come back some day

To the unmarked rooms where the dry dust breeds

Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds

There's a rusted fog machine

In a concrete storage space

Letter number combinations

With no meaning on its face

They won't make these anymore

It's a wooden coach-n-four

No one will even steal it

If you leave it by the door

No sign to mark it's going

No tombstone for its grave

There will be goodbyes by dozens

So practice being brave

No one anticipates the rush

The breezy feeling of the faceless crush

At the ends of things where the salvage bleeds

Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leeds

They don't throw him a parade

He just comes in on a train

One suitcase in his hand

And an old army backpack

From the second world war

From a Leipzig secondhand store

Pick the keys up from the agent

Everything's been taken care of

No big changes in the roadways

Since you've left that I'm aware of

A few old buildings gone to dust

And some new ones in the way

They'll look just like the old ones

When the winds have had their say

See the children bound for London

You'll all be back too

Everybody tests the membrane

But no one pushes through

Come on boys that'll be enough

You'd think your old friends wouldn't play so tough

Like a basket by the Nile hiding down among the reeds

Andrew Eldritch is moving back to Leed