Secret Corrida John Cale

[Verse 1]
When I find you listening and I find you sitting
And I find you thinking, I'll be waiting
When I'm looking for you, you'll see the difference
You're caught in a web, pure deceit

[Chorus]
In the roar of the crowd for the work of the picador
Roar of the crowd for the work of the picador

[Verse 2]
Blood on sawdust, door slams shut
Beast is bleeding, you can't get enough
I caught you laughing on the day you left
There's a subtle difference, that I could sense

[Chorus]
And the daylight comes and the streets lie empty
In the roar of the crowd for the work of the picador
And the daylight comes and the streets lie empty
And the roar of the crowd for the work of the picador

[Trumpet Solo]

[Verse 3]
The train moves on through the valley
The whistle carries a long, long way
To the beast on the mountain a long time ago
We can still hear the whistle blow