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Paroles Beck Broken Train lyrics

Paroles Beck Broken Train

The snipers are passed out
In the bushes again
Im glad I got my suit dry-cleaned
Before the riots started
Cos 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 kontrol
No one knows how low theyll go

(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 kontrol
No one knows how low well go
(hold on)
Take a ride on a Broken Train



Shining like crystal tiaras
Ghettos and grey rivieras
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
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