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Dead Milkmen

Genres: Rock

Train I Ride Lyrics - Dead Milkmen

I work on a train 

That's eleven and a half cars long 

I can only work at night 

Cause the things I do are wrong 

 

We carry some nasty substances 

On this little night train 

The first car's full of dioxin 

Enough to wipe out the state of Maine 

 

Oh, the evil, terrible things 

That I sent down those tracks 

I snuck them through your town at night 

Right behind your back 

On our little train (x2) 

 

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The second car's just painted black 

What's in it nobody knows 

Though sometimes it makes a buzzing noise 

And once I saw it glow 

 

The third car carries poison gas 

And the fourth car it does, too 

The fifth car's filled to the breaking point 

With ortho orange forty-two 

 

Oh, the evil, terrible things 

That I sent down those tracks 

I snuck them through your town at night 

Right behind your back 

On our little train (x2) 

 

The sixth car leaks a strange brown ooze 

On to the hoboes who ride below 

It caused their hair to fall out 

And their fingers turned bright blue 

I swear to god it's true 

 

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The seventh car carries raw sewage 

You can tell just by the scent 

We used to have a warning sign 

But something ate right through the print 

 

Some sort a' illegal baby food 

Is what we got in car number eight 

And although I've never tried it myself 

The conductor says it's great 

 

We load the bodies of dead lab animals 

On to car number nine 

And I swear that sometimes late at night 

I can hear those critters whine 

 

Oh, the evil, terrible things 

That I sent down those tracks 

I snuck them through your town at night 

Right behind your back 

On our little train 

 

Both cars number ten and eleven 

Carry tainted juice 

And I can hear it sloshing around 

From my chair in the caboose 

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