Train... Train... Train... Train... Take a walk downtown to where the victims go Take a last decision and the cars to move it Past information Tunnel
take a last decision and the cars to move it past information tunnel vision and the scars to prove it everybody got a reservation far beyond the
stitches tight No room for the panic, come and pull the stitches tight There is late train to Mercy But I hope it never comes There is late train to Mercy
번역: 시스터스 오브 머시. 긴 기차 (1984).
번역: 시스터스 오브 머시. 기차.
번역: Walkabouts,. 머시 트레인.
gone dead train Yes it's a gone dead train I'm gonna teach it to learn now, now It's a gone dead train Yes it's a gone dead train I'm gonna teach it
the stitches tight No room for the panic, come and pull the stitches tight There is late train to Mercy But I hope it never comes There is late train to Mercy
Train.... Train.... Train.... Train.... Take a walk downtown to where the victims go ... ... ... Take a last decision and the cars to move it Past information
to be the one chorus, (So just) send my body home on a freight train and don't worry none that I don't go first class Send my body home on a freight train
' an old freight train Just a bummin' an old freight train oh Lord bummin' an old freight train Thousand miles away from home just a bummin' an old freight train
accumulated all my trials Here this train speeds underground This train speeds under the river And I thank you Lord Almighty up above Just for sending out the F train
i could never be with twenty one of these, and to hear how many times you talked about yourself. last time i tried, her name was freight trains and
too many Keep lookin' for some light But there isn't any Was top dead center, baby Now my motor's gone soft I used to roll through here like a freight train
Live without you, I don't know what I would do If you ever left me, if I ever lost you This heart of mine would be dying Shadows would shine out the sun
those tears from your eyes it's too late With that rag in your mouth can't tell what you say Tied to the train tracks begging me for mercy This is gonna
E do damage on the crossfade Cuts like a battleaxe You try to bite, get iced, my raps are boobytraps Claim of mine, designed by the Ice himself You beg for mercy
't know A what it's all about, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimmie Aayee, uh, come on, come on rap it, come on brother Do the rap it, how about me some trains
