so, baby, don't miss that train Letra

My Baby Thinks He's A Train - Rosanne Cash

My Baby Thinks She's a Train - Triffids

Choo Choo - Arctic Monkeys

Infectious - Adrienne Bailon

Choo Choo 2 - Alex Turner

Baby Please Don't Go 3 - Anathema

Self Evident - Ani DiFranco

(inspired by the WTC disaster)yes,

us people are just poems

we're 90% metaphor

with a leanness of meaning

approaching hyper-distillation

and once upon a time

we were moonshine

rushing down the throat of a giraffe

yes, rushing down the long hallway

despite what the p.a. announcement says

yes, rushing down the long stairs

with the whiskey of eternity

fermented and distilled

to eighteen minutes

burning down our throats

down the hall

down the stairs

in a building so tall

that it will always be there

yes, it's part of a pair

there on the bow of noah's ark

the most prestigious couple

just kickin back parked

against a perfectly blue sky

on a morning beatific

in its indian summer breeze

on the day that america

fell to its knees

after strutting around for a century

without saying thank you

or please and the shock was subsonic

and the smoke was deafening

between the setup and the punch line

cuz we were all on time for work that day

we all boarded that plane for to fly

and then while the fires were raging

we all climbed up on the windowsill

and then we all held hands

and jumped into the sky and every borough looked up when it heard the first blast

and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed

and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar

looked more like war than anything i've seen so far

so far

so far

so fierce and ingenious

a poetic specter so far gone

that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling

over 'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on

and i'll tell you what, while we're at it

you can keep the pentagon

keep the propaganda

keep each and every tv

that's been trying to convince me

to participate

in some prep school punk's plan to perpetuate retribution

perpetuate retribution

even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution

is still hanging in the air

and there's ash on our shoes

and there's ash in our hair

and there's a fine silt on every mantle

from hell's kitchen to brooklyn

and the streets are full of stories

sudden twists and near misses

and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters

with tales of narrowly averted disasters

and the whiskey is flowin

like never before

as all over the country

folks just shake their heads

and pour so here's a toast to all the folks who live in palestine

afghanistan

iraq el salvador here's a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation

under the stone cold gaze of mt. rushmore here's a toast to all those nurses and doctors

who daily provide women with a choice

who stand down a threat the size of oklahoma city

just to listen to a young woman's voice here's a toast to all the folks on death row right now

awaiting the executioner's guillotine

who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads

to find peace in the form of a dream cuz take away our playstations

and we are a third world nation

under the thumb of some blue blood royal son

who stole the oval office and that phony election

i mean

it don't take a weatherman

to look around and see the weather

jeb said he'd deliver florida, folks

and boy did he ever and we hold these truths to be self evident:

#1 george w. bush is not president

#2 america is not a true democracy

#3 the media is not fooling me

cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation

i've got no room for a lie so verbose

i'm looking out over my whole human family

and i'm raising my glass in a toast here's to our last drink of fossil fuels

let us vow to get off of this sauce

shoo away the swarms of commuter planes

and find that train ticket we lost

cuz once upon a time the line followed the river

and peeked into all the backyards

and the laundry was waving

the graffiti was teasing us

from brick walls and bridges

we were rolling over ridges

through valleys

under stars

i dream of touring like duke ellington

in my own railroad car

i dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches

in a grand station aglow with grace

and then standing out on the platform

and feeling the air on my face give back the night its distant whistle

give the darkness back its soul

give the big oil companies the finger finally

and relearn how to rock-n-roll

yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there

so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets

and clear the air

get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand

of someone else's desert

put it back in its pants

and quit the hypocritical chants of

freedom forever cuz when one lone phone rang

in two thousand and one

at ten after nine

on nine one one

which is the number we all called

when that lone phone rang right off the wall

right off our desk and down the long hall

down the long stairs

in a building so tall

that the whole world turned

just to watch it fall and while we're at it

remember the first time around?

the bomb?

the ryder truck?

the parking garage?

the princess that didn't even feel the pea?

remember joking around in our apartment on avenue D? can you imagine how many paper coffee cups would have to change their design

following a fantastical reversal of the new york skyline?! it was a joke, of course

it was a joke

at the time

and that was just a few years ago

so let the record show

that the FBI was all over that case

that the plot was obvious and in everybody's face

and scoping that scene

religiously

the CIA

or is it KGB?

committing countless crimes against humanity

with this kind of eventuality

as its excuse

for abuse after expensive abuse

and it didn't have a clue

look, another window to see through

way up here

on the 104th floor

look

another key

another door

10% literal

90% metaphor

3000 some poems disguised as people

on an almost too perfect day

should be more than pawns

in some asshole's passion play

so now it's your job

and it's my job

to make it that way

to make sure they didn't die in vain

sshhhhhh....

baby listen

hear the train?

Infectious 1 - Britney Spears

My Baby 3 - Barbra Zinger

Blue Horse - Be Good Tanyas

Littlest Birds - Be Good Tanyas

Lonesome Blues - Be Good Tanyas

Train Rollin - Blackberry Smoke

I don't wanna hear it, I don't wanna hear it

I been raising hell again

I know we've been through it, I put myself into it

Feel like I might crawl out my skinI'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired

Same old cliché in the end

Baby, when you kiss me, you know I'm drinking whiskey

You're gonna help me all over again(I'm a train, train rolling) I'm a train

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train, nothing you can do

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train

(Train, train rolling) I'm a train, yeah

Oh yeahI don't even know you, what makes you think I owe you?

I got problems of my own

Baby in a carriage, no recycle marriage

Feeling I might go all night or maybe moreI'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired

Same old cliché in the end

Baby, when you kiss me, you know I'm drinking whiskey

You're gonna help me all over again(Train, train rolling) I'm a train

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train, nothing you can do

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train, train rolling

(Train, train rolling) I'm a trainYou best get outta my way, ah yeah

Of my way, alright, baby

My way, oh yeah

My way, alright

GoCome on and hop on this midnight train.

Come on, baby(I'm like a train, train rolling) I'm a train

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train, nothing you can do

(Rolling over you, a train, train rolling) I'm a train, train rolling

(Train, train rolling) You best get out of my way, oh yeah

Of my way, oh yeah, baby

My way, alright

My way, oh yeah, now(Train, train rolling) I'm a train, train

(Train, train rolling) I'm a train, train rolling

(Train, train rolling) I'm a train, baby

(Train, train rolling) I'm like a train, train rolling right now(Train, alright, baby

Train, yes I am

I'm like a train, oh yes) I'm like a train, baby

Mystery Train 1 - Bob Luman

Gotta Go Gotta Go (C&J Radio Mix) - Bootsy Collins

Gotta go, gotta go

Gotta go (ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh)

Boy I'm thinking

About leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta goGotta getaway

Gotta do it now

I gotta step

Into the sun, ha ha

You see I'm leaving baby

On the midnight train

To Georgia

Nobody to blame

I feel the same

To many days

Filled with rain

I can't take the pain

I must maintain

After all these years

Isn't it strange

That to remain sane

I've gotta make a changeIf you're thinking

About moving away

And you

Can't come out to play

Don't you know

It's gonna hurt

So much inside

And all these feelings

You can't deny

And don't you know

That if you walk

Outside that door

Leaving me here

Howling for more

I guess

I'll have to follow you (follow you)

And I'll watch everything

That you do, babyGotta go, gotta go

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go

Oh yeahSo I see you've gotta

Ticket all the way

Regardless of what I say

Don't you know

I can't hear none of that (mmm)

Yeah, maybe

I'm a little cracked (ooh)

Any if by chance we find love

As real as the sky above (yeah)

Gonna go all around the world

Cos I'm a part

Of everything you do baby

Baby I've got to goBout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go gotta go (ooh ooh)

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta goBaby I'm missing you

Yeah

My heart broke right in two (mmm)

The pain hurts slowly

You're my one and only (yeah)

Baby I wanna be kissing you

Smacking those lips

Until they fall in two (mmm)

I'm so lonely

Girl I wanna be kissing youGotta go, gotta go

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go (I love you)

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go(ooh)

Bout time, but I love you

Bout time, baby I love you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh)You're not an (?OP) like Bootsie

But I still believe

Till you show

All the tricks up your sleeve

Indeed I proceed with caution

Got you thinking

About the love that you lost

But damn

I gotta leave you know

You can't go

I need time to grow

I'm ready and heading

To the next plateau

If you see me uptown

Riverside Drive

Do me this baby dog

Just walk on by

This is life

(Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time)

I've gotta leave

I've gotta go

I've gotta leave

I gotta go

I gotta leave

I got to go

Gotta Go Gotta Go (c&j Radio Mix) 1 - Bootsy Collins

Gotta go, gotta go

Gotta go (ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh)

Boy I'm thinking

About leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta goGotta getaway

Gotta do it now

I gotta step

Into the sun, ha ha

You see I'm leaving baby

On the midnight train

To Georgia

Nobody to blame

I feel the same

To many days

Filled with rain

I can't take the pain

I must maintain

After all these years

Isn't it strange

That to remain sane

I've gotta make a changeIf you're thinking

About moving away

And you

Can't come out to play

Don't you know

It's gonna hurt

So much inside

And all these feelings

You can't deny

And don't you know

That if you walk

Outside that door

Leaving me here

Howling for more

I guess

I'll have to follow you (follow you)

And I'll watch everything

That you do, babyGotta go, gotta go

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go

Oh yeahSo I see you've gotta

Ticket all the way

Regardless of what I say

Don't you know

I can't hear none of that (mmm)

Yeah, maybe

I'm a little cracked (ooh)

Any if by chance we find love

As real as the sky above (yeah)

Gonna go all around the world

Cos I'm a part

Of everything you do baby

Baby I've got to goBout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go gotta go (ooh ooh)

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh ooh)

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta goBaby I'm missing you

Yeah

My heart broke right in two (mmm)

The pain hurts slowly

You're my one and only (yeah)

Baby I wanna be kissing you

Smacking those lips

Until they fall in two (mmm)

I'm so lonely

Girl I wanna be kissing youGotta go, gotta go

Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time

Boy

I'm thinking about leaving you

Gotta go, gotta go (I love you)

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go(ooh)

Bout time, but I love you

Bout time, baby I love you

Gotta go, gotta go

Hey

Gotta go, gotta go (ooh)You're not an (?OP) like Bootsie

But I still believe

Till you show

All the tricks up your sleeve

Indeed I proceed with caution

Got you thinking

About the love that you lost

But damn

I gotta leave you know

You can't go

I need time to grow

I'm ready and heading

To the next plateau

If you see me uptown

Riverside Drive

Do me this baby dog

Just walk on by

This is life

(Bout time (ooh ooh) bout time)

I've gotta leave

I've gotta go

I've gotta leave

I gotta go

I gotta leave

I got to go

Blue Horse 1 - The Be Good Tanyas

Littlest Birds 1 - The Be Good Tanyas

Lonesome Blues 1 - The Be Good Tanyas

Here Come the People In Grey - The Byrds