Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back To Leeds Lyrics - 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 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 

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 Leeds