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Beck – Broken Train Lyrics

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The snipers are passed out
In the bushes again
Im glad I got my suit dry-cleaned
Before the riots started

Cause theres only rehashed faces
On the bread line tonight
Soon youll be a figment
Of some infamous life

Billionaires smile like weapons
Passing out platinum pensions
Theyre out of control
No one knows how low theyll go

Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train
Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train

Those bra burning deportees
At the service station
They know that beige
Is the color of resignation

Were out of control
No one knows how low well go

Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train
Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train

Shining like crystal tiaras
Ghettos and gray Riviera
This is the real me ladies
You wont find no shelter here

Tell me, whats your zip code, baby?
Did you ever let a cowboy sit on your lap?

Were out of control
No one knows how low well go

Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train
Hold on
Take a ride on a broken train

Were out of control
Were out of control
Were out of control
Were out of control
Hold on
Were out of control

Take a ride on a broken train

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