Train

Swing your partner round and kick 'em down
Drag him by the hair across the floor
She’s a roped-up car collision
She’s an open heart incision
She’s in every tab of acid that I score
When that train comes to your door
When I come marching home from war
When that train comes to your door
Will you still want
Will you still want me
A qua du li Ha n i
Hi ga yo la a
Wi da u ga ta
Ah ti ne ha g a
Ye gogo a da la du di
Ni hi a da ge
Yu di i go hi da
Dancing in a barroom down in Gary Indiana
I can hear them loudly laughing
Sipping vodka by the cantor
In this dream I’m having
There’s an unpaid balance standing
It’s my old friend Horace Manning and he wants her
There’s that gentleman beside her
As they undress by the fire
Then he puts his hand inside her
Then he nooooo…