Текст песни Train True (Lennie's Song) - Blue Öyster Cult
Well,
I
was
standing
on
the
train
tracks
On
a
midnight
blue
Trying
to
remember
where
I
left
my
shoes
And
in
a
natural
way
My
thoughts
returned
to
you
So
I
walked
into
a
honky-tonk
jukebox
saloon
To
reflect
on
my
losses
and
rock
to
some
tunes
I
thought
it
all
through
Then
I
figured
out
what
to
do
I′d
start
working
for
the
train,
train,
feedly-dang
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Dangy-do
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Ding-Train-True
I
started
working
for
the
train
when
I
was
looking
for
you
Sprung
from
the
ward
Steel
brainpan,
pity-pity
Looked
you
up
in
Freehold
for
a
face
that
I
could
trust
The
foreman
said
you'd
left
out
In
some
kind
of
state
He
pointed
at
the
office
It
was
already
late!
I
smoothed
my
hair
down
And
went
to
talk
to
the
boss
He
was
weary,
short-tempered
And
had
one
eye
on
the
clock
He
said
I
had
just
seconds
to
make
my
case
I
put
one
hand
on
his
shoulder
And
stuck
the
other
in
his
face
And
I
said,
"Feelings,
feelings
Are
somewhat
symptomatic
of
societal
Abrasions
that
conform
electric
static"
He
said,
"Son
I
don′t
think
you
have
that
much
of
a
brain"
I
said,
"You've
got
to
have
a
brain
when
you're
working
for
the
train"
It′s
a
long
run
to
Trenton
When
you
start
about
five
Some
folks
are
tired
and
hungry
Some
are
barely
alive
But
when
that
engine
starts
pumping
Those
familiar
tones
I
don′t
care
where
the
train
is
going
'Cause
I′m
already
home
I
spent
a
long
year
Dancing
up
and
down
that
aisle
Pestering
my
savior
just
to
let
me
see
your
smile
The
salesman
was
drunk
My
training
shot
to
the
fore
I
put
my
shoulder
in
his
gut
And
knocked
his
samples
on
the
floor
And
I
said,
"Feelings,
feelings
Are
somewhat
symptomatic
of
societal
Abrasions
that
conform
electric
static"
He
said,
"Son
I
don't
think
you
have
that
much
of
a
brain"
I
said,
"You′ve
got
to
have
a
brain
when
you're
working
for
the
train"
Train,
train,
feedly-dang
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Dangy-do
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Ding-Train-True
I
started
working
for
the
train
when
I
was
looking
for
you
The
Princeton
Junction
Depot
Is
straight
known
to
be
staid
They
wear
Hound′s-tooth
and
khaki
Most
have
already
paid
I
looked
under
my
visor
My
heart
stopped
like
it
got
froze
Lipstick
like
a
'60s
'Vette
And
polish
on
your
toes
You
had
half
of
a
smile
Watching
me
shakin′
like
a
hound
As
triumpth
filled
my
body
Missing
love
had
been
found
I
whooped
and
called
"Metuchen"
As
I
stepped
through
the
door
I
put
my
hands
around
your
hips
And
kissed
you
then
and
ever
more
And
I
said:
"Feelings,
feelings
Are
somewhat
symptomatic
of
societal
Abrasions
that
conform
electric
static"
She
said,
"Some
folks
say
you
don′t
have
much
of
a
brain"
"But
you've
got
to
have
a
brain
′cause
you're
working
for
the
train"
Train,
train,
feedly-dang
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Dangy-do
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Ding-Train-True
I
started
working
for
the
train
when
I
was
looking
for
you
Yeah
I
started
working
for
the
Train,
train,
feedly-dang
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Dangy-do
Feedle-otten
Deeten-do
Ding-Train-True
I
started
working
for
the
train
and
now
I′ve
finally
found
you
Yeah,
I've
finally
found
you
Yeah,
I′ve
finally
found
you
Yeah,
I've
finally
found
you
Woo
I've
finally
found
you
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