Lyrics:
I used to be a railroad bum a living on the go
I rode freights from Canada down to Mexico
From sunny Cal to Minnesota where the rippling waters falls
won't be long
Deck the halls, we'll sing our favourite song
Bum Ba dum bum ba da dum bum
Ba dum bum ba da dum bum
Hang your boots it's time to settle
you
You will end up struck
By missile number two's
Flying bum, he's flying cross the city
Flying bum, he's firing little shitties
Dispensing his
You are the daughters of sorrow
And somehow I just know
I'm gonna have to hang around you
We walk through the world
As if by starlight
We've
at the foot of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old number nine
As she goes roaring by
Freight train, freight train goin' so fast
Freight train, freight train
Down at the foot of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old number nine
As she goes roaring by
Freight train, freight train goin' so fast
Freight
train, train train train hey !
"Hey that's a neat tatoo you're wearing. By the way where'd you get it ?
Uh huh. Say, is this an express train ? Uh huh.
shore's
Getting very near!
We haven't a thing to fear
We haven't got time!
Bum-bum-bum-da-da da-da
Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum bum-ba
How's it coming?
oh yes he is
(Whenever he takes that ride, guess who's gonna be right by his side)
I'll be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train
weselej Elimelech
To swój tałes schował prędko
Na szamesa skinął ręką
I posłał po cymbalistów
Po dwóch
I rozkazał by w tej chwili
Na cymbałach cymbalili
Na
Well there's so much on happiness
When all around is such a mess
Don't waste your time watching days go by
Impale a nail into my heart
The risk
Oh oh this train, I'm riding this train
Don't you wanna ride
(This train)
Oh get on, get on (this train)
Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder's
Christmas Train
Come on down that track you Christmas Train
The world passes by us
cs we watch through frosty windows
Looking out I see a snow covered forest
a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.
Nobody seem to know me,
Everybody pass me by.
Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to hold
e-mails in the middle of lunch
Sincerely burnt out bum, thanks for your time
Don't google my name, I don't paint, and paint's no crime
My local fame like
the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like
have it
I done learned a lot, now I'll never be caught lackin'
You a sucker boy, yeah, you a Dum-Dum
Go and get the drums, like "rum-bum-bum-bum"
I'm
the bump, do the bump baby
Bump it high, now bump it down
But before you, oo you gotta all
If round if by chance, you miss the beat
Just listen to the music,
and that's the way it is
[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin' to make ends meet
You try to ride car train bus or feet
I said you got to work hard you
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
Yeah! You got more trouble
Than you can handle, honey!
What the fuck are you gonna do?
How are you gonna scrape on by?
I do believe that there are
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Merry voices raised in singing
Carols through the streets are ringing
All because it's Christmas once again
Lovers kiss in
know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
Walking these train tracks, tryin' to regain back
The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
Wagon train, mile-long train
Four hundred mules, six hundred men
They didn't know the devil was in
This mile-long train, wagon train
A man in
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