I am an onion

Bleeder in the ring

In the time of the vine

I drove the Judas train

Wearier on the scarpath

Head on the weather vane

I am a blue boy

With layers of crust

I'm still clearing out

A dangerous path

An elephant gun struggle

A victim of my wrath

Here it comes

I won't say what

But I'll certainly value

Your humble opinion

There it goes

Locomotion blue note

Running down the track

Running down my back

Running down my back

I am an onion

Bleeder in the ring

In the time of the vine

I drove the Judas train

I am a blue boy

With layers of dust

And I'm still clearing out

A dangerous path