Train Song

There’s a train named Salvation
That’s headed to the station
Or so goes the preacherman’s book
You can wait all the day
And toil your life away
For redemption you’d buy from a crook
'Cause selling hope’s the preacher’s job
And he’ll rile up his mob
If you threaten to expose his hollow lies
He’ll drown your body in a lake
Or burn your carcass at the stake
Just ask any martyr who’s tried
I’m heading far away
And I won’t be back this way
Till that phony train returns to this old town
The preacherman has made you blind
That preacher can kiss my behind
Till that empty train Salvation comes around