The Glory Train

Hackney, E5, November 1994

We’re all aboard the glory train

Waving our flags and banners,

Trying our best to manifest

All our nicest manners.

We’re pressing on through the wind and the rain

But acting like it’s sunny.

Our faces are wet and covered with sweat

But still we try to be funny.

We sing our songs with joy and zest

And tambourines a-bashing,

The words are pure, part of the cure,

To keep our souls from crashing.

“There’s danger ahead!” the watchman says

But still we don’t slow down,

“We can’t lose pace, it’ll be a disgrace

And make our pastor frown.”

So away we go through blizzard and snow

Proclaiming God’s deliverance,

“He will protect so we reject

The faithless words you’ve given us.

We’re do our pastor proud for sure

For we will never quit!

Oh no, what’s that, the track’s collapsed…

Oh God, we’re in the……”

(CRASH, bang, crack etc)