You cross that line, boy and there ain't no comin' back I'm a crazy train, son, and you caught up in the tracks You've got me growlin' like a pit bull, brother I'm about to lock my jaws I'm a time bomb tickin' a real live wire Boy a shot in the dark, I'm

Cut you like a razor blade She won't cut you like a knife, like a knife That little look in her eyes'll You're blindfolded walking South down the whiskey tracks She's rolling north like a neon train Bolt of lightning in the night Speed of light, you

We should be friends I don't know you well but I know that look On losing sleep and gaining weight On pain and shame and crazy trains Oh, we should be friends If your mind's as cluttered as your kitchen sink If your heart's as empty as your diesel tank

There ain't no midnight train Comin' down the line I was standin' at the station, ten to midnight in the rain I was mindin' my own bus'ness, waiting for that midnight train Nobody in sight, starin' at my shoes, I took out my paper to find me some good

He was a railroad man 'Til he stepped in front of the railroad train And Bangor when he went to Maine He rode across the plains The hauled bananas to Savannah And a railroad man You know, his name was Tex when he's in Texas Oh, a railroad man Oh,

Last train to London, just headin' out, Last train to London, just leavin' town. But I really want tonight to last forever Let the music play on down the line tonight. It felt so right. It was one of those nights, one of those nights when I really wanna

Well I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Jimmy he's dead he's been a long time gone Been a long time gone a long time gone If you wanna get to heaven gotta D-I-E you

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I was a child my family would travel Down to

Reform, reform shoulda came sooner And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrain and the Kobain This shit gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't shit gon' change for at least three summers They tryna kill a nigga faith, we need

They've tied your hands and tied your feet And the street is narrow It's a dead end street The nowhere lane, the nowhere train for Elaine, Elaine, Elaine You're like a goldfish in a bowl, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine They have your mind, they'll take your soul