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Malcolm Holcombe - The Station lyrics

Dreams are born on the faces
In the hands inside the pockets
Screamin' like a rocket
Here in the station

Desperate dirty winos
Skin and bones of widows
The crippled, lonely, heartbroke
Here in the station, here in the station

Life's taken all they've done
Left ev'rything they hope to do
And given 'em a place here in the station

Well-read drugstore whores
Smilin' shufflin' through the doors
Dimes and nickles for their chores
Here in the station

Damn two bit nineball hustlers
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Poolhalls in their eyeballs
Hittin' on restless teenage mothers
Here in the station, here in the station

Life's taken all they've done
Left ev'rything they hope to do
And given 'em a place here in the station

The clock strikes down to seconds
The gates open to floodin'
The hours come to reckon
Here's a twenty

Dreams are born on the faces
In the hands inside the pockets
Screamin' like a rocket
Here in the station

Life's taken all they've done
Left ev'rything they hope to do
And given 'em a place here in the station

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