Lyrics:
Lonely Train
Written by: Ludek Malar
Lyrics: Jakub Malár
Copyright: EMP Music, s.r.o.
I've been taking
around
Well the moon is waning hard tonight
I'm leaving my hometown
And the train rolls on with no pilot
And the station's left me I know
But if you
and he was late again.
Then at breakneck speed he'd drive to sign the station on at five
He had lots of records he must spin.
His mom said by
he was gonna take me to the station I would just come along
Well no little piggy i'm gone
Said no little piggy i'm gone, i'm gone
When you hear
like COVID
I'm eternal and this fire burn nocturnal, we some
We some mmm music, money making motivating
Nappy headed youngins, big as coca in the '80s
No
bad guy
No they never stop they just pass me by
They treat me like a leper
Who's left to die Yo!
Excuse me mate can you get me a taxi
Is that
brother;
Didn't have no money for college, he was taught the street knowledge.
Part of the plan;
To keep us fightin' in the street, instead of becomin'
away from me now
But you'll always be in my heart because we made so many memories together
Now I'm lost, I thought lying would get me through
There's no
the mother station.
Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around,
will meet you at the station
Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
Follow my lead, it is no wonder, I seem to be so high
Living my dreams
We patiently pace as we wait on the station
Straight aimed at your faces
Prepared and precise
We came here with frustration
And left a nation
York City Station
Another late night (Another late night)
And I'm lying here alone
Dirty black screen (Dirty black screen)
On a silent telephone
No sign
dollar spot
A educated brother
Didn't have no money for college he was taught the street knowledge
Part of the plan
To keep us fightin in the street
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters
station
Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, hey
station
Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down all around, hey
But no sell-out, I guess I'm just barred
I ain't changin' mine for no body
They bleeped words from Doug's LA-DE-DA-DE
I can't get a bleep? What's
I'm not affected by your blackmail
You won't blackmail me
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil
boys and follow orders
Now don't take girls from one another
No, no, no, no, no
We'll treat a sailor like a brother
Go, Special, go; blow, whistle,
Sometimes i feel like a bum at a station where the train never rolls... hoo hoo... hoo (when the signs are not so clear but the wheels keep
And we'll rant and we'll roar like true Queensland drovers
We'll rant and we'll roar as onward we push
Until we return to Augathella station
And it's
Live it in a PlayStation (station)
Delusional with the sawed off
Leatherface and Bukshot
If you can't tell by the names you should
Already know they'll
boys and follow orders
Now don't take girls from one another
No, no, no, no, no
We'll treat a sailor like a brother
Go, Special, go; blow, whistle,
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by four thirty
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be
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