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Train Train Train

 

Train of fools

 

Never you mind

Living on the streets back then

coming from the mounds of

Dirt beneath your feet

You knew every step you took down here was getting you closer to

The truth you seek

 

But what was it?

Get it on get it on get it on

Time after time after time

Thinking love was in someone’s pants

Not their hearts

Or minds

Or souls

 

And all that spirit

Came from the bottle

Someone else’s throttle

Racing meters ahead

Just to trip you up instead

 

Think that train’s gonna be movin’ real slow

Tonight