Once in the sky, in an envelope Well, the TV's hanging from the window on a rope I didn't mean to say, what I said that time It's an angry line Step up boy, the train it's leaving now In a hotel room in a match box Step up boy, the train it's leaving now Well, you left me with this floating feeling Well, I'm stealing Through the rushes You're so gentle When you're sober Well, I sleep, on an elevator And there neon boys in the cigarette machine You didn't mean to say What you said that time, it's an angry line In enemy's on, creeping out Dynamo are sleeping Watch the tired windows As this room gets smaller, smaller every day Step up boy, the train it's leaving now In a hotel room in a match box Step up boy, the train it's leaving now Well, you left me with this floating feeling