LAST TRAIN OUT OF SHATTERVILLE Testo

Face cracks in the morning sun Ageing thirty eight days in one With no recall of half of all the Stupid, drunken things I?ve done I sunk until it made me ill Tequila smile meet whisky kiss The last train out of Shatterville Is one I can?t afford to miss All the way from making sense To the floor of some bar I have gone the distance, yes It really isn?t very far When you?ve seen enough Chances rushing past And you wish you could stop falling Then the last train out of Shatterville It?s calling ..it?s calling .. it?s calling Now I don?t want to fill this room With what I?ve got to say to you What gives me the right to speak I stayed too long myself it?s true But I saw you on the street last dawn As you slid from kerb to bonnet When that train pulls out In the cold morning light Just be on it (4×)