Song | Twenty Five To Midnight |
Artist | Sting |
Album | Mercury Falling |
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Lyrics:Sting Music:Sting | |
Train I ride don't be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I'm coming back | |
Counting poles counting sheep | |
Don't be slow I won't weep | |
If your wheels on the line | |
Were to put me on time | |
Just a year to the day | |
Since I went upon my way | |
To seek my fortune and fame | |
Be a star, change my name | |
And that's it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can't be late | |
Cause she said she won't wait | |
She'll just go marry Jack | |
So there's no turning back | |
And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
Band I had got a break | |
Just one chance we had to take | |
Told my girl I'd be back | |
Left her with my friend Jack | |
New York City for a spell | |
Things didn't turn out so well | |
Every dive that we played | |
We were lucky we got paid | |
Mr Train driver please | |
If your speed you increase | |
Every cent I have now | |
Will be yours this I vow | |
And that's it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can't be late | |
Cause she said she won't wait | |
She'll just go marry Jack | |
So there's no turning back | |
And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
We called ourselves the Latino Lovers | |
Hawaiian shirts and top forty covers | |
I didn't think I could sink this low | |
When drugs and booze ate all my dough | |
This isn't how it was meant to be | |
There's no such thing as a meal that's free | |
If I was ever to get out alive | |
I have to get home on time | |
Train I ride don't be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I'm coming back | |
And that's it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can't be late | |
Cause she said she won't wait | |
She'll just go marry Jack | |
So there's no turning back | |
And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
And it's 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track |
Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
Train I ride don' t be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I' m coming back | |
Counting poles counting sheep | |
Don' t be slow I won' t weep | |
If your wheels on the line | |
Were to put me on time | |
Just a year to the day | |
Since I went upon my way | |
To seek my fortune and fame | |
Be a star, change my name | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
Band I had got a break | |
Just one chance we had to take | |
Told my girl I' d be back | |
Left her with my friend Jack | |
New York City for a spell | |
Things didn' t turn out so well | |
Every dive that we played | |
We were lucky we got paid | |
Mr Train driver please | |
If your speed you increase | |
Every cent I have now | |
Will be yours this I vow | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
We called ourselves the Latino Lovers | |
Hawaiian shirts and top forty covers | |
I didn' t think I could sink this low | |
When drugs and booze ate all my dough | |
This isn' t how it was meant to be | |
There' s no such thing as a meal that' s free | |
If I was ever to get out alive | |
I have to get home on time | |
Train I ride don' t be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I' m coming back | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track |
Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
Train I ride don' t be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I' m coming back | |
Counting poles counting sheep | |
Don' t be slow I won' t weep | |
If your wheels on the line | |
Were to put me on time | |
Just a year to the day | |
Since I went upon my way | |
To seek my fortune and fame | |
Be a star, change my name | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
Band I had got a break | |
Just one chance we had to take | |
Told my girl I' d be back | |
Left her with my friend Jack | |
New York City for a spell | |
Things didn' t turn out so well | |
Every dive that we played | |
We were lucky we got paid | |
Mr Train driver please | |
If your speed you increase | |
Every cent I have now | |
Will be yours this I vow | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
We called ourselves the Latino Lovers | |
Hawaiian shirts and top forty covers | |
I didn' t think I could sink this low | |
When drugs and booze ate all my dough | |
This isn' t how it was meant to be | |
There' s no such thing as a meal that' s free | |
If I was ever to get out alive | |
I have to get home on time | |
Train I ride don' t be slow | |
If your whistle can blow | |
Fifteen miles down the track | |
Tell them I' m coming back | |
And that' s it more or less | |
Til this midnight express | |
I know I can' t be late | |
Cause she said she won' t wait | |
She' ll just go marry Jack | |
So there' s no turning back | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track | |
And it' s 25 to midnight and fifteen miles of track |