This is the last song ever written
About trains and brains and rain
Ain't it a sin? For these good lyrics, I have no fears
They've all got roles, plots and gears
They have for years Train is running around in my brains
Rain is flowing around in my veins
Tears are running down my face
For the last stupid song Let's get on board, this scattered brain
Folks drunk as poets all sound the same
But don't be afraid For this surprise, if he was with us
Is that we played this track for you
And please some tears Train is running around in my brains
Rain is flowing around in my veins
Tears are running down my face
For the last stupid song