"Bound For Hell" as written by David Jay, Kevin Haskins and Daniel Gaston Ash....
Well, faith flies off the mountain everyday
No parachute, and no crash to see
Yes, my faith flies off a mountain everyday
And there's no parachute, no goddamn crash to see
Fly the little monkey up a telegraph pole
Sending out a signal to somebody, somebody
Somebody, please somebody

I want to hear a song that makes me believe in something
I want to hear a song that makes me believe something
I want to hear a song that makes me believe
There's something to believe in
I want to hear a song that makes me believe

Had a dream...

I was riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory
Riding on a train, the train was bound for hell
Riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure
Riding on a train that's bound for hell

The engine with human blood was damp
The headlight was her brimstone lamp
And then for fuel I shoveled in bones
and the furnace roared with a thousand groans

The tank was filled with lager beer
The devil himself was engineer
The passengers were a mixed up crew
The churchman in his battered suit

The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags
Handsome girls, wrinkled hags
Black men, yellow, red and white
Chained together, fearful sight

The dream was storming at full pace
The sulfer fumes burned hands and face
Wilder and wilder the country grew
Faster and faster the engine flew

Loud and terrible thunder crashed
Whiter brighter lighing flash
Hotter still the air became
So clothes will burn from each shrinking frame

There came a fearfull ear-splitting yell...
Yell Satan: "dance, the next stop's hell"
Twas then the passengers shrieked with pain
And begged the devil to stop the train
Stop this train

He shrieked and roared, and grinned with glee
And mocked and laughed at their misery
"My friends you've bought your seats on this road,
I've got to get through with a complete load"

You've pulled in the weak, you've cheated the poor
You starving tramp, you turned from the door
You've up gold till your purses bust
You've give a beastly lust

You've mocked at god in your hellful pride
You've killed and you've cheated, and plundered and lied
You've come across men and you've swore and you've stole
Not a one in body and soul
Body and soul

So you've paid full fare and I'll carry you through

If there's one

And here's a time when I ain't no liar

A land that will save you, a land of fire

And your flesh will scorch in the flames that roar

You'll sizzle and burn from

And I awake with a thrilling cry

My were clothes were wet, my hair stood high

And I prayed as I've never until that hour

To be saved from hell and the devil's power

At present my vows were not in vain

That I payed no fare on that hellbound train

Lyrics submitted by Major Valor

"Bound for Hell" as written by David Jay Daniel Gaston Ash

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    General CommentPerhaps the best song on the album. Their live performance was inspired. Daniel Ash may have been the front man, but David J was the real talent in this band.
    Major Valoron August 09, 2006   Link
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    General Comment2/3 of the song (beginning with "the engine with human blood") is taken from an American folk ballad with an unknown author. Not sure when it was written, but there's several versions - you can check them out here:

    Pretty cool song.
    Elevationon September 01, 2008   Link
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    General Commentsounds like he sings 'Churchman Atheist Baptist Jew'
    instead of 'The churchman in his battered suit'.

    This makes more sense as the previous line is
    'The passengers were a mixed up crew'.

    best song on the album
    offhandon September 15, 2012   Link

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