Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Train, artist - Looptroop Rockers. Album song Fort Europa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: David vs Goliath
Song language: English
Night Train |
I’m on a night train, from Moscow to St. Petersburg |
Right outside the wall in the bleeding world |
With the biggest band-aid can’t' make the blood stop |
Part of the Fort but at the same time not |
In the, blooming valleys of hopes and aspiration |
Dreams are crushed by dope and desperation |
'Cause the West is blinded by the Fort and |
Corrupted by fame, money and fortune |
Kids kidnapped by rich pimps |
So that we can live out our sick dreams |
Stabbed in the back, tortured and raped |
Can’t go back home 'cause they’re so ashamed, uh |
It’s a metaphor for the whole process |
The poor take the losses while we make more profits |
In a world where the winner takes it all |
And happiness only appears in sitcoms |
We’re crossing the landscape and forcing the speed |
The beat is meditative and I’m falling asleep |
And when I wake up the train is at the station and |
People rushing out I hear’em questioning life |
Again and again wondering like |
Why am I here? |
I don’t know man I’m stuck in limbo |
Watching how the things go flashing by |
Why am I here? |
You don’t know looking out the window |
In a different lingo asking why |
Why am I here? |
They know 'cause our fingerprints show |
Or they think so, I travel light |
Why am I here? |
On a night train, on a night train |
I’m on a night train from Copenhagen to Berlin |
Early on the morning my head hurting from the bourbon |
She’s in the shower, in an hour we’re on top of the fort |
We’re they be shopping for sport, but we be searching |
For something new with babysteps |
One day, I might take her for a walk down the isle |
But there’s many rivers to cross and my lady says: |
Okay, we ain’t had a chance to talk for a while and I |
Know you love the feeling of leaving but it don’t matter what country |
Or what region of Sweden |
All we got is us, and this is what I truly believe in |
So I don’t know 'bout you, I ain’t runnin' |
I’ma find freedom in our everyday, life |
And make the most out of it |
We don’t know this might take us both out |
If the train run off the track, crash and burn |
We sat side by side, awaiting our turn |
And I’m smiling, you’re right, but still… |
Why am I here? |
I don’t know girl I’m stuck in limbo |
Watching everything go flashing by |
Why am I here? |
You don’t know looking out the window |
In a different lingo asking why |
Why am I here? |
But they know 'cause our fingerprints show |
Or they think so, I travel light |
Why am I here? |
On a night train, on a night train |
I’m on a night train from Tangier to Marrakech |
I ain’t a rap star here man I don’t speak Arabic |
They looking at me like hell does he do here? |
But in a curious way, they celebrate new year’s |
We had to escape the fort, living close to the border |
What are we waiting for? |
Two hours from Algeciras, Spain |
The port, the same, sunny beaches at the same resorts |
That wash up refugees that they can’t deport |
Immigration officer fill out a blank report |
Family; |
unknown, where to send the corpse? |
Wanna restart their life instead they end it off |
And the train keeps running down the line |
And the world keeps flashin' by the window |
Like we runnin' out of time, it’s a feeling of freedom mixed |
With the feeling of being trapped |
I feel like we travel to beat the map |
Stop the time, slam the brakes, jump out the frame |
Find a new place without a name |
New, at least to the white man, untouched and clean |
I, soon find out a man, ain’t no such a thing |
And the further we travel it begins to unravel |
How the Europeans always wanted to be the king of the castle |
And how it effects all continents, how we lost respect and all common sense |
And the question remains: |
Why am I here? |
I don’t know man I’m stuck in limbo |
Watching how the things go passing by |
Why am I here? |
You don’t know sittin' by the window |
In a different lingo askin': |
Why am I here? |
They know 'cause our fingerprints show |
Or they think so, I travel light |
Why am I here? |
On a night train, well all right then |
On the night train… come on! |