TRAIN TRUE (LENNIE’S SONG)

歌詞

Well, I was standing on the train tracks on a midnight blue trying to remember where I left my shoes and in a natural way, my thoughts returned to you So I walked into a honky tonk jukebox saloon to reflect on my losses and rock to some tunes I thought it all through then I figured out what to do I'd start working for the train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten deeten-do dangy-do Feedle-otten deeten-do ding-train-true I started working for the train when I was looking for you Sprung from the ward Steel brainpan, pity pity Looked you up in Freehold for a face that I could trust The foreman said you'd left out in some kind of a state He pointed at the office it was already late I smoothed down my hair and went to talk to the boss He was weary, short- tempered and had one eye on the clock He said I had just seconds to make my case I put one hand on his shoulder And stuck the other in his face And I said: "Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of societal abrasions that conform electric static." He said, "Son, I don't think you have much of a brain." I said, "You've got to have a brain when you're working for the train." It's a long run to Trenton when you start about five Some folks are tired and hungry some are barely alive But when that engine starts pumping those familiar tones I don't care where the train is going cause I'm already home I spent a long year Dancing up and down that aisle Pestering my savior just to Let me see your smile The salesman was drunk My training shot to the fore I put my shoulder in his gut And knocked his sample on the floor And I said: "Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of societal abrasions that conform electric static." He said, "Sir, I don't think you've got much of a brain." I said, "You've got to have a brain when you're working for the train." Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten deeten-do dangy-do Feedle-otten deeten-do ding-train-true I started working for the train when I was looking for you The Princeton Junction depot Is straight known to be staid They wear hound's-tooth and khaki Most have already paid I looked under my visor my heart stopped like it got froze lipstick like a sixties Vette and polish on your toes You had half of a smile watching me shakin' like a hound as triumph seized my body missing love had been found I whooped and called "Metuchen" As I stepped through the door I put my hands around your hips and kissed you then and ever more And I said: "Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of societal abrasions that conform electric static. She said some folks say You don't have much of a brain." But You've got to have a brain Cause you're working for the train." Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten deeten-do dangy-do Feedle-otten deeten-do ding-train-true I started working for the train when I was looking for you Yeah, I started working for the Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten deeten-do dangy-do Feedle-otten deeten-do ding-train-true I started working for the train and now I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Woah! I've finally found you