the train

Morning. You wake up. Get a hangover,
you pour the ashes throw
you throw away you furnisching, covers
and then your idle home...

you understand, that trains depart daily
along the milky way
and also daily torture of conscience
„why I continue to stay?“

oho, lalala la la,
tomorrow, today, forewer,
oh ho lala la lala
along the milky way...


all day you working: licking and dancing
just for eat - your sucsess
painful and scary, zero Romancing
much more than loneliness
you understand, a train depart daily
along the milky way
and also daily torture of conscience „why I continue to stay?“


evening. you'll have a couple of souse, repeat it once again
hold back a yawn,
burn down your house
and try to catch the train!