In the sharp noise, it's there, walking with a message in its eye
Waving its finger in the area where the train was passing by
Someday soon
Though I frankly fail to see the use
You can ride the wrong way on it, like you wanted to
But you're wildly wasting your time with old news
Why would you waste all your time with old news?
Someday soon
Though I frankly fail to see the use
You can ride the wrong way on it like you wanted to