Lyrics:
wack or reject it
Challenge BDP it get's dissed, expect it
I travel the nation by mostly plane
I travel New York by either cab or the train
Some say that
to the plane
Leaving After Midnight
And getting stuck again
Language barrier
Arguing over the fare
Itzahoe Bahnhof
Please take me there
Felt up by someone
Out
to the plane
Leaving After Midnight
And getting stuck again
Language barrier
Arguing over the fare
Itzahoe Bahnhof
Please take me there
Felt up by someone
Out
to the plane
Leaving After Midnight
And getting stuck again
Language barrier
Arguing over the fare
Itzahoe Bahnhof
Please take me there
Felt up by someone
Out
to the plane
Leaving After Midnight
And getting stuck again
Language barrier
Arguing over the fare
Itzahoe Bahnhof
Please take me there
Felt up by someone
Out
on Archer
And noticed that the train was about, to make a rapid departure
Fuck that, ain't no Jakes up here in the station
Pulled the turnstyle back
Walking barefoot down highway 61
Wolf is howling got me on the run
Muddy waters ringing in my ears
Feels like I ain't been home in years
Bad luck
To deal with some pain i did a lot just to
Avoid that fucking one train
I learned a lot about this life
And how it ain't fair
I just want my Net Worth to be
so fucking twisted that I met with Slender Man
Grabbed him by the cleft chin and rammed him through the ceiling fan
Swinging on her man like he started
of a muddy cold grey sky
Shiny tooth talons
Coiled for grabbing a stranger happening by
And the day went home early
And the sun sank down into the muck
I'm no beau, I'm almost Billie Joe
(By the flowers in the muddy waters)
I mean at this row, I'm almost Billie Joe
(It's almost regal the way I go,
train is right, I'll be home before that night and I hope no one will have to go my bail.
(Chorus)
When that midnight choo-choo
Leaves for Alabam'
I got to catch that train
I'll be right there i've got my fare
When I see that rusty haired
Sing to me like the wind by the water, open up your gates
I can smell the sweet marijuana drifting from the muddy banks
Time alone with you's so hard
Leaves for Alabam' i'll be right there
I've got my fare
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by the collar and I'll holler
"Alabam'!
Its another day we go
sailing o're the blue
i look to the horizon
my thoughts drift home to you
a young man only seventeen
adventure could'nt wait
and to you
Rest well in the blue night
By the grace of good fortune, my love, I'll come
Fare thee well winds of winter I must be moving on
To mend your
waiting on that train
To carry me home
Some folks talk about chariots, some folks talk about wings
But I hear you got to heaven by coal and by steam
They
home
We'll catch a train and we're headin' South
Is it gonna get easier
Is it gonna get tough
Are the waters gonna open wider
Or are they gonna
is blue
I swear that all I tell you is not made up
The Backson!
The Backson!
The Backson!
The Backson
Oh no!
But Owl what does the Backson do?
scream
And the people inside can't decide
Where they will go
For the track, it is wrong, and the train
It is long
Oh, far from the sparkling blue waters
the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah)
Tryna be like gang, you better go get it in Vogue (yeah)
Put 84's on lanes, I ride by, you think it
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
high, 8 low, thunder in the distance
My trail leads west, desperado on a mission
Vagabond blues when I hear the train whistlin'
No rest for the wicked,
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