Lyrics:
been drunk since I left
And these so called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest
Take me home
By
them pick up the red flare of the streetlights."
This last point emphasised by a moment of silence, which he filled with a look around the bar.
coffee cup
As the working girls go by
Drenched Irish cops are dreaming sex
And peep show alibis
Everything underneath the skyline
From the east side
practices & structured regiments to train the cycling of ideas. Minds binded (sic) by opposite end extremes w/ the bitter slumming somewhere in between
get by ‘cause
I hate Monday
I hate Sunday
I hate the feeling of a crowded 2 train
You can’t trust me
You disgust me
I don’t care ‘bout your opinion so
[CHORUS:]
Let's get fucked up
Let's get high let's get drunk
Let's get fucked up
We got that weed that ain't no punk
Let's get fucked up
Let's get
wrong
They're falling one by one, no time to stop
You see in the land they've lost control
No winners in this war
You must kill'em all
Red fire at night
baby loves those diamond rings that keep me in the red
She don't know we're hanging by a thread
But she knows she's the only thing that keeps me
a course then push the button
I swallow spores born by the laws of a morbid glutton
I can spot a drunk battalion by the Charlie Chaplin waddle
Zig zag
loves you this way
So put on your red dress baby
And one more time let me see you smile
See you smile tonight
There's the abandoned train
Where we
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
the Witch has made my chest
It's permanent nightly visiting nest (What?)
It ain't no clothes that I look good in
I'm the motherfuckin' big red train that
A train to the coast, four hours, once a week
In the pub corner surrounded by creeps
They spoke of the violence and racist police
In old red bricks
and stealing my fathers quarters dimes and nickels
I discovered religion watching Luke skywalker rescue princess Layia
And destroying the death star by
the night
Bring me another bottle
There is no end in sight go!
We'll get drunk on a plane
We'll get drunk in a train
We'll get drunk on a bus
In alcohol we
To an Airstream by the parkway
In the silver they would lodge
And as for love they hit it sharply
He was the type to look for work
Although not the kind
Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me
Catch a plane, catch a breeze
On your hands,
knew she was an arsonist
The way she set the room on fire
Just by being in it
Unaware and drunk on desire
Thinking of you ′til my lungs hurt
I walk it
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
Another yaer's gone by
Since we said goodbye
And I can hardly wait to have you come again
I've been living by the phone
I keep your letters in my
Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me
Catch a plane, catch a breeze
On your hands,
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
This train leaves when the sun goes down
When the lights are low in the northern towns
Starts without a whistle, leaves without a word
Just
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