TRAIN
Smiles pasted on face
Another day in paradise
Rotten cities full of maniacs
Playing to be happy adults
Rain, rain at night in this grey day
Of a blind man
Train, train of life did not stop
And passed by
Hot flesh in corners
Lights in the darkness
Hungry pigs at night
Your landlord screaming
Your boss screaming
Tyrants breaking your dreams
People running, people running nowhere
People wafting in cocaine, oh yeah!
Snitches with seven fingers
Old yonkies and drunk singers
Fast food in the trush