| I hope this old train breaks down
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| Then I could take a walk around
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| See what there is to see
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| Time is just a melody
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| With all the people in the street
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| Walking as fast as their feet can take them
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| I just roll through town
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| And though my window’s got a view
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| Well the frame I’m looking through
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| Seems to have no concern for now so for now I
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| I need this here old train to breakdown
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| Oh please just let me please breakdown
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| Well this engine screams out loud
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| Centipede gonna crawl westbound
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| So I don’t even make a sound
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| Because it’s gonna sting me when I leave this town
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| And all the people in the street
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| That I’ll never get to meet
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| If these tracks don’t bend somehow
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| And I got no time that I got to get
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| To where I don’t need to be so I
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| I need this here old train to breakdown
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| Oh please just let me please breakdown
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| I need this here old train to breakdown
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| Oh please just let me please breakdown
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| I want to break on down
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| But I can’t stop now
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| Let me break on down
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| But you can’t stop nothing if you got no control
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| Of the thoughts in your mind that you kept and you know
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| You don’t know nothing but you don’t need to know
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| The wisdom’s in the trees not the glass windows
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| You can’t stop wishing if you don’t let go
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| The things that you find and you lose and you know
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| You keep on rolling, put the moment on hold
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| The frame’s too bright, so put the blinds down low
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| I need this here old train to breakdown
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| Oh please just let me please breakdown
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| I need this here old train to breakdown
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| Oh please just let me please breakdown
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| I want to break on down
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| But I can’t stop now |