rolling down a crazy track
it's not a train that howls the blues
and I don't howl them back
I'm not on a journey
nothing I'm searching for
no-one's riding the rails
no-one here is that poor
There's no revolution of thought
I'm not reading a Penguin book
mostly I just sit
and give the billboards a look
this isn't a train of dreams
it doesn't level this great nation
it's just full of cunts
going to central station.
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