Trainsong
Beans On Toast

A flash in a pan

A storm in a tea cup

An elephant in the room


I'm on a train on my way to Bristol

Emptying my pockets of a bad perfume

They've cut my mobile phone off,

I don't get paid until the end of the week

I guess a piss up in a brewery is cheaper than you think


There's no money is making music

There's musicians who don't care

See I like drinking whiskey and singing songs for taxi fare

I gotta a tenner in my pocket baby

I'll take you somewhere nice

If you say that you'll be my baby tonight


I know that we're skint and we can't afford anything

But maybe sometimes that means that we got everything

A walk in the park it won't cost us a thing

Still got that tenner left in the morning


I think being skint brings the best out in me

You couldn't buy my soul for 99p


But then the very next day I'm back at the station with a ticket in my hand

A bought that ticket two days ago it was much cheaper back then

But the guy that works at the station

He won't let me through the gate

He said the train I've booked has already left

I was two hours late

He said I'd have to pay again

it struck me as unreasonable

I told him I was skint

He told me that he didn't make the rules


What can you say to the ticket conductor?

Except call him a prick and tell him to fuck off.

I think being skint bring the worst out in me

I'll give you my soul if you get me home for free.


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