[00:00.00] 作曲 : Francis, Lambert, Smith
[00:24.57]Early morn, train station, aching from the arthritis,
[00:27.11]This war veteran knows what a hard time is,
[00:29.64]He needs his pension, dementia and half blind is,
[00:32.41]The reason he rides the train with no car license,
[00:34.87]So he boards with an expired ticket has a swipe,
[00:37.36]Gets a fine 'cause the change he got don't add up right,
[00:40.28]We're taking about a man who never lived a lavish life,
[00:42.78]Caught up in the age of computer chips and satellites,
[00:45.27]A lovely lady boards looking tired and half awake,
[00:48.23]He smiles, she's reminds him of his wife that passed away,
[00:50.70]She says something as she walks right past his way,
[00:53.12]His old hearing aid don't last quite half the day,
[00:56.30]Some young gentlemen alive with their laughter,
[00:58.59]Approach the old timer and put a knife to his heart to,
[01:01.13]Explain that money or bloods the price of their barter,
[01:03.83]To a man whose friends probably died for their fathers.
[01:05.04]
[01:05.79](taking a train)
[01:08.86](I head toward the train station)
[01:13.11](we're from a city heroin loves the devils in charge)
[01:14.18]
[01:18.02]Whatever it takes can justify,
[01:19.12]Whatever ends we make, whatever the price,
[01:23.01]To the end of a life, it's just an observation,
[01:25.24]So take a ride we're stopping all stations.
[01:28.62]It's been a long night the suns lifting on a cold,
[01:30.76]Morning but she's drugged and drunk tripping on her stroll,
[01:33.59]On the way home, she's done with stripping on a pole,
[01:36.34]But she can't pay for her son living on the dole,
[01:38.98]Jumps a train puts on her gloves she's wearing black,
[01:41.64]Being watched by some old mug she's glaring back,
[01:44.40]She's on edge and got the bug from sharing smack,
[01:47.10]So she says, "Hey, what the fuck you staring at?"
[01:49.90]He smiles, an unsteady hand rubs on his dome,
[01:51.92]She takes a seat, a messy band of ruffs board alone,
[01:54.54]To the digger with a machete at his lungs and he's prone,
[01:57.01]He can barely stand but ready to stand up for his own,
[01:59.53]She tries to help him she doesn't choose to flee the car,
[02:02.66]And catches a blow with enough bruise to leave a scar,
[02:05.76]She starts fainting, the rooms moving and seeing stars,
[02:07.92]Ain't it amazing how courageous human beings are?
[02:10.18]
[02:21.98]Whatever it takes can justify,
[02:24.16]Whatever ends we make, whatever the price,
[02:26.66]To the end of a life, it's just an observation,
[02:29.11]So take a ride we're stopping all stations,
[02:32.62]He knows nothing but toil, strife and hard yakka,
[02:34.02]Pissed at the world for playing wife in a slammer,
[02:37.17]This man was never given a life on a damn platter,
[02:40.39]So he jumps a train with knife and bandanna,
[02:42.76]Boys at his back, sleazy, hardened and far,
[02:45.27]From giving a fuck, an easy target his mark,
[02:47.86]He sees an old man and says "See we'll part with your hard,
[02:50.51]Earned cash or rest in peace we can start with your heart?"
[02:53.21]Some girl steps not afraid she's gonna cop it sweet,
[02:56.34]And gets decked before she made it even on her feet,
[02:58.83]The old man leaped to her aid and to his horror he'd,
[03:01.35]Thrusted his chest into the blade of his robber's piece,
[03:04.11]He grabbed the wallet, dropped the knife as he fled the car,
[03:06.97]Concerned about the loss of life he'd never went this far,
[03:09.40]What's done is done, he'd got the prize and he'd spent his half,
[03:11.94]Of two dollars in change and a pension card.
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[03:23.22]So take a ride, 'cause we're stopping all stations.