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Andy Brook - Old Trains Lyrics

I way prefer the old trains
Where you could open the doors whenever
Watch 'em swing round pulling into Victoria
Fuck in the toilet, head out the window
Through the bars, into the path

Oncoming train, the only way to stay awake
Nose so close to that thundering blur
What if someone like me were to open the door
Oncoming train, drunk coming home
Nose so close to that thundering blur
What if someone like me were to open the door

In the guards department drinking my Stella
Peace from the pencil necks
Fresh from the smokey buffet car of the London to Brighton
The old first class that I would pull apart
Bulbs out the window for a laugh

I way prefer the old trains