Broken Train
Beck
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Beck - Broken Train Lyrics & Traduction

The snipers are passed out
In the bushes again
I'm glad I got my suit dry-cleaned
Before the riots started
'Cause there's only rehashed faces
On the bread line tonight
Soon you'll be a figment
Of some infamous life
Billionaires smile like weapons
Passing out platinum pensions

They're out of control
No one knows how low they'll 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

We're out of control
No one knows how low we'll 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 Rivieras
This is the real me ladies
You won't find no shelter here
Tell me, what's your zip code, baby?
Did you ever let a cowboy sit on your lap?

We're out of control
No one knows how low we'll go

(Hold on)
Take a ride on a broken train
(Hold on)
Take a ride on a broken train

We're out of control
We're out of control
We're out of control
We're out of control
(Hold on)
We're out of control
Take a ride on a broken train
Take a ride on a broken train


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