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Here I am at the end of the daywith a cup of cold coffeefrom the station buffet.On Trains, on Trains I seemto spend my life on Trains.See the blue suit banker in the ticket line.Got an Evening Standard with Playboyhidden behind.On Trains, on Trains he seemsto spend his life on Trains.Time after timeWas I just dreaming?Did I help you aboard.Full passenger service--Let me help with the doorSit down take the weight off your feet.There s a train-load of people I d likeyou to meetOn Trains, on Trains we loveto spend our lives on Trains.Join the secret world of Trains.Feel the pleasure. Touch the pain.Drift into yesterday.Once and againI was just thinking.We could meet sometimeon the 17.30 whereI usually findmy friends at the end of the day.May we pay your fare, lady?We should like you to stayin our train. On Trains--you ll have to spend your lifeon Trains.I hear there s an office party on the 18.05You ll be home for Christmas if theytake you alive from the TrainThose Trains, we have to spend our liveson Trains.Once and againI was just thinkingwe could meet any timeon number two platformwhere I usually findmy friends at the end of the dayon Trains, Trains, Trains.

Ej ty i ty i ty i ty
musisz się napić ze mną wódki dziś
wódki dziś aha tak aha tak

Napiłbym się z tobą wódki dziś
z wódki dziś napiłbym się z tobą drinka
standardowo dziewczynko imprezka
pieczone łabędzie węgorzyk i czerwona finka (x2)

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There’s a bar on my head
There’s a cross for my bed
There’s my heart in my hand
There’s my stick in the sand

Here where the world starts spinning round
take a ride and you’ll feel what you’ve never found
Here when...

Der nächste morgen graut
und du liegst neben mir
Die Sonne scheint mir ins Gesicht
ich schieb dich weg um aufzustehen
Drehst dich einfach um
Als wär ich gar nicht hier

Ich spüre deinen Atem längst nicht mehr
Ich fühle dass es...

We re going out on a limb?
our people are about to disown us now.

incrementally change mentality
speak of values miss the irony
what you once shunned
is now what you seek
three hundred sixty
and never miss a beat

Happy endings

So this is midnight
I can feel the coming storm
My perverted butterfly
You begin to be transformed
And we are drained out
Emptied in the atmosphere
Fashionable as suicide
Never thought it d feel so real

These happy endings are just illusions
Dying every day that we go by
Here i m stripped naked for the conclusion
It s killing...