| Flashman’s in the belfry shouting as loud as he can
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| Samson’s up all night again talking about himself
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| What a wonderful man
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| and I’m just wild about Ronnie
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| And Ronnie’s just wild about me I saw him selling winter coats on the Portobello Road
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| I thought I bet he wishes he was really working for the NME
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| When the gang came down here again
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| and they’re phoning up Australia and they call each other names
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| And they all just wanna look like Richard Hell and Tom Verlaine
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| some of my best friends are trains
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| Now Steven’s in a sweat, he just can’t read Kerouac books
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| and Robin’s all excuses, says he can’t find much but he does look
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| He goes up to the playfair
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| he goes down with the stars
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| He goes wild all the weekend in a girlfriend’s car
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| and he calls me from Chelsea and he says it’s such a thrill
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| And though I don’t believe a word but he keeps me talking
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| Til the gang come down here again
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| and they’re phoning up Australia and they call each other names
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| And they all just wanna look like Richard Hell and Tom Verlaine
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| some of my best friends are trains
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| And did you ever have
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| one of those days
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| Where the world’s wide open
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| and you can do anything
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| And you can go anywhere
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| and you don’t have to think
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| About who you’ll offend
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| every time that you even blink
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| I’m going to the station where a big red train
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| is waiting to take me to the country again
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| Then you’ll come from Yonkers but why should I care
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| it’ll rain and rain for days and days and you know I won’t be there
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| When the gang come down here again
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| and they’re phoning up Australia and they call each other names
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| And they all just wanna look like Richard Hell and Tom Verlaine
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| some of my best friends
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| Yeah the gang come down here again
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| and they’re calling up Australia and they’re scaring all my friends
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| And they all just wanna look like Hell and Verlaine
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| some of my best friends are trains |