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Dan Bruskewicz

Train Song

The Russian is drunk and the taxi cab’s stuck
and he’s begging for cigarettes in the snow
and the newspaper carriers marking the street
are all you make out in the glow
your woman is leaving her words are misleading
as she steadies herself now for show
oh but where did she come from? God only knows

The train it is clattering wheels they are rattling
the switch man has holstered his gun
and the river is floating and the timber is holding
an eyeball of rage from the canopy sun
and now trumpets are bleeding in the back of your head
as she whispers her way back to Rome
oh but where did she come from? God only knows

Now the men are behaving and writing down day dreams
there’s an ill colored bag on a train on the run
and now something of lust it peeks through the trees
with an eye lash of branches and a half blooded sun
and now children make faces at the back of the train
and the women up front they call me by name
and the brake man is singing and stealing the chains
and the lines on my hands they go on all the same
but I can’t help but sit here and ponder the places she goes
oh but where did she come from? God only knows

Dan Bruskewicz is the lead singer of Philadelphia’s TJ Kong & the Atomic Bomb. They are a band of so-and-so’s who sound like Bob Seger high on cocaine and lost in the apocalypse.

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