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Correct Get On The Train Lyrics
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Correct Get On The Train
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Mama's in the kitchen with a steak knife Showing her sister how she slices the meat Daddy's on the phone with his first wife Saying "I'd like to come home but she cut off my feet" And it's all going out of control Little brother fell down a hole And we can't fish him out, and I have no doubt That we ain't seen the worst of this heat Police sergeant come by to call Shot seventeen holes in the wall Got mud on the rug in the hall And said "That's what I think of your cooking." And little brother finally came in from the rain And in a loud voice began to complain And he might have been bleeding and possibly in pain But I don't know, I wasn't looking Get on the train, wo Get on the train And a dog got tired, lay down in a ditch And said here's what I'll do if I ever get rich Gonna take off this collar and get me a bitch And run when my master says "heel" And I said you're just a dog, man And you eat chopped meat from a tin can And the dog said "the ditch and the collar are a dream But the bitch in my head is for real." And then we all took the car and went for a drive And mama trapped tiny flies and ate them alive And said "I do what I must in order to survive" But to me she sounded like she was dying. And I pulled the car over to the roadside At the spot I was to marry my new bride And there she was, stripped naked and hog-tied Saying "Boy, stand straight and stop crying." Get on the train, wo Get on the train So the sun slouched down to the bar and got drunk And meanwhile the moon was shooting up junk And me I have in the bottom of my trunk Some old letters and a dirty magazine. And now 24 hours a day we got night And the sun said "man, it didn't seem right The pressure of always having to burn so bright" And I said "yes, I know what you mean." And the train moves on in the dark We try to make fire from a spark My new bride dies and mama she cries Cause the worst kind of stain is from blood. And it's all going out of control And a crow on a telephone pole Looks across the plain and says "no not again, I barely survived the first flood." Get on the train, wo Get on the train.
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