Derailer Lyrics

The song Derailer is performed by Swingin' Utters in the album named Juvenile Product of the Working Class in the year 1996 .



I'm flying off the handle again, i tried to keep in touch but my grip had loosened. The saints need a second look. I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin'. Derailed - i need help. God save the Queen i f**ked up the ant trail. Derailed - i've been nailed. Keep falling off the cross the crucifixion failed. I'm stepping all over my friends. I tried to dodge the bullet but i'm a needy person. I need to get back on track. The pub's stoop pill pusher gave me pills to stop pushin'. Derailed - i need ale. To numb the pain and relax in hell. Derailed - i wanna kill. At the embarcadero on the third rail. Derailer is my friend. Then again, i am him. Derailer died for our sins, or was it just another drinking binge. I'm in a different kind of tension. Not to be discussed by professional theory. It's been going on for quite some time. Derailer gets by there's no need to worry. (Bonnel/Wickersham)



Swingin' Utters - Juvenile Product of the Working Class

Sep 1996

  1. Windspitting Punk
  2. No Time To Play
  3. Nowhere Fast
  4. Keep Running
  5. Sustain
  6. One In All
  7. Derailer
  8. The Next In Line
  9. Sign It Away
  10. Time Tells Time
  11. Almost Brave
  12. Fifteenth And T
  13. London Drunk
  14. The Black Pint
  15. Bigot's Barrel
  16. A Step To Go

Derailer