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Passengers along the way
We're the spark until the forces
Come together
Makes a flame

Side by side
Strong as stone
We all walk on
Together
Side by
be bound by who you are
Tied to the corner
With your
Hope twisted under
In knots

If you want to be a passenger
Climb aboard with me we
to everybody torn up by friends
Here's to the evenings that never ever end
Here's to all the things we wished we'd never done
Here's to the summers with no
the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
See the city's ripped insides
We'll see the bright and hollow sky
We'll see the stars that shine so bright
Preach the Gospel to all the world, 
And if necessary, use words. St. Francis of Assisi

We're passengers aboard the train
Silent little lambs
the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We
la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la la-la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
See the city's ripped insides
the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la la-la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
See the city's ripped insides
Withdrawal the chemist. sounds like you are all alone. your body won't carry the shadow anymore. a ghost among the shadows. mirrors don't know you.
be your passenger, passenger 

I was alone and then you were there to claim me 
All out of everything and everything you gave me 
So anytime you
the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We
Round and round and away we go
Round and round and away we go
Four by four and away we go
High not low and away we go
Round and round and away we go
La la la la 
La-la-la-la 
La la la la 
La-la-la-la 
La la 

Get into the car 
We'll be the passenger 
We'll ride through the city tonight
it be
The world will fade I don't care as long as you are there
We'll make the perfect pair we'll be like sonny and cher

All night in my bed she
We're passengers in time lost in motion
Locked together day and night by trick of light
I must take another journey
We must meet with other names
We're passengers in time lost in motion
Locked together day and night by trick of light
I must take another journey
We must meet with other names
was roam
now i want to settle down baby
but i ain't got no happy home
i ride the cart from chicago
never been inside a passenger cart
the rods are
home on my own
But you know me: I like being all alone
And keeping you all alone
And the charts are boring
And the kids are snoring
And the eagles in
against the window
What happened to the tunes then

On a highway
I know they are not moving
Moved by conversation
I'll pretend I know what they say
All passenger prepare the game ritual:
There once was a man on this train, he was born into this world alone
Hands never laid on the wheel,
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la

Get into the car
We'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
See the city's ripped backsides
We'll see the bright and hollow
provoking oh
He twiddled and twirled his wee moustache
Says he I know you're only joking oh

For the sandbags are so warm and high
The wind you won't