Listen to the rhythm
The mechanics and the beat
Wheels of the train sounds under the feet
The music of a disco moving on the rails
Rhythm never changes neither do the tales
Trains
She is sittin' there before me
No expression on her face
We are moving in a straight line
She is out in space
I really wanna talk, where will I begin
With the countries that I've been to
And the state that I'm in
Trains
I'm about to say 'i love you,
That it's you I really need'
When we pull into a station
You get up and leave
'i'll see ya sometime'
I venture to say
'i'll see ya sometime'
I venture to say
'i'll see ya sometime'
I venture to say
I always get braver when you're movin' away
I always get braver when you're movin' away
Trains - strange
Trains
Sick of movin' in a straight line
Sick of movin' in a straight line
Sick of movin' in a straight line
I wanna get off!
I wanna get off!
There's football teams and baby screams
And transistors roarin'
There's money scenes, poker fiends
And a lone drunkard snorin'
Listen
Listen
Listen to the rhythm
The mechanics and the beat
Wheels of the train sounds under the feet
The music of a disco moving on the rails
Rhythm never changes neither do the tales
Trains, trains, trains, trains
Trains, trains, trains, trains...
Listen Listen to the rhythm The mechanics and the beat Wheels of the train sounds under the feet The music of a disco moving on the rails Rhythm never changes neither do the tales Trains She is sittin' there before me No expression on her face We are moving in a straight line She is out in space I really wanna talk, where will I begin With the countries that I've been to And the state that I'm in Trains I'm about to say 'i love you, That it's you I really need' When we pull into a station You get up and leave 'i'll see ya sometime' I venture to say 'i'll see ya sometime' I venture to say 'i'll see ya sometime' I venture to say I always get braver when you're movin' away I always get braver when you're movin' away Trains - strange Trains Sick of movin' in a straight line Sick of movin' in a straight line Sick of movin' in a straight line I wanna get off! I wanna get off! There's football teams and baby screams And transistors roarin' There's money scenes, poker fiends And a lone drunkard snorin' Listen Listen Listen to the rhythm The mechanics and the beat Wheels of the train sounds under the feet The music of a disco moving on the rails Rhythm never changes neither do the tales Trains, trains, trains, trains Trains, trains, trains, trains... Explain Request ×
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