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Train Wreck
Train Wreck is a featured track on the CD "What A World". Pickup your copy today by clicking on the link to our store.
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» highest in charts: # 67 (192,057 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (40,984 songs currently listed in Rock > Rock General) » today's position: # 7180 in Rock
» today's position in sub-genre: # 1837 in Rock General
» highest in sub-genre: # 10 (40,984 songs currently listed in Rock > Rock General) » today's position: # 7180 in Rock
» today's position in sub-genre: # 1837 in Rock General
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TRAIN WRECK WRITTEN BY: GARY LEITER & SLOWVEIN
Momma, I just can’t quench my thirst for bread. Now they’ve gone and put a price on my head. Some tried to collect and wound up dead, cause I’m too good at bad, right. Momma, tried to raise me better with a strap across my back. Said you’re gonna wind up swinging with a rope around your neck. But my life kept rolling the wrong way baby, it’s a bonified MF train wreck. Momma, I wish that you’d buy back my soul, cause I sold it once for rock and roll. Once my faith got stolen, the train kept a rollin and you can’t pay the devil with a rain check. Oh you can’t save me from myself, cause I’m close to God but nobody else. I’m stuck here in the middle. Give me just a little and I’ll work something up on the side, amen everybody ride. Momma, I tried to teach the world to see, only poor man who get labeled thieves. On my tombstone write that my son got back what they took from my MF paycheck. Oh you can’t save me from myself, cause I’m close to God but nobody else. I’ll keep this run together, no one lives forever, I’ll see where death and I will collide and tell them all I’m gonna ride.
Momma, I just can’t quench my thirst for bread. Now they’ve gone and put a price on my head. Some tried to collect and wound up dead, cause I’m too good at bad, right. Momma, tried to raise me better with a strap across my back. Said you’re gonna wind up swinging with a rope around your neck. But my life kept rolling the wrong way baby, it’s a bonified MF train wreck. Momma, I wish that you’d buy back my soul, cause I sold it once for rock and roll. Once my faith got stolen, the train kept a rollin and you can’t pay the devil with a rain check. Oh you can’t save me from myself, cause I’m close to God but nobody else. I’m stuck here in the middle. Give me just a little and I’ll work something up on the side, amen everybody ride. Momma, I tried to teach the world to see, only poor man who get labeled thieves. On my tombstone write that my son got back what they took from my MF paycheck. Oh you can’t save me from myself, cause I’m close to God but nobody else. I’ll keep this run together, no one lives forever, I’ll see where death and I will collide and tell them all I’m gonna ride.
