The train runs by night or day.
Some just sit and listen to what people say.
Some sing songs of blues and sadness.
While others stink of death and scream of madness.
It's just another day in the life of a hood rat.
Now getting paid by some beleaguered fat cat.
Old Johnny's my friend of 6 and 9.
He even gives the Hobo's a chuckle and a dime.
Chucks on the stairs looking for a honey
to try and snatch that bag full of money.

Lisa's a girl down on her luck
and Chuck thinks she's got a buck
but in her purse is a 38 mag
and he unexpectedly gets a toe tag.

As the light change from white to black
and the dinner crowd happens to come back.
The train will run on through every stop
and if you're lucky, you might see a cop.

02/19/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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