Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back to Leeds

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
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 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
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 There's a rusted fog machine
 In a concrete storage space
 Letter-number combinations
 With no meaning on it's 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 it's grave
 There will be goodbyes by dozens, so practice being brave
 No-one anticipates the rush
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 The breezy feeling of the faceless crush
 At the end 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
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 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
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 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 Leeds