Holy cow, look what you've done
You've got me now so I can't speak
I wonder how you turned out the stars
I hear your laugh
Like falling railway »
Lock and Key
Scar
by Joe Henry
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the door
Past railway cars and tranny whores
And morning spreading out across the feathered thighs of angels
Oh, where do we disappear?
Into »
1492
Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings
by Counting Crows
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in my place
Looking out over Silium's Way
Listen to the humming of the railway cars
My hands frozen on the wheel
Six hundred miles away from home »
Silium's Hill
Acadie
by Daniel Lanois
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Train [x3]
Take a last decision and the cars to move it
Past information
Tunnel vision and the scars to prove it
Everybody got a reservation
Far »
Train
Disguised in Black
by The Sisters of Mercy
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There is a young man
Driving an old man's car
Down the Pennsylvania Turnpike
Where the treetops meet the stars
There is a warm wind
Blowin' down »
Yellow Dog Song
Beneath the Velvet Sun
by Shawn Mullins
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complications
I can't be with you so I'm at the railway station
Let's run away and be so alive
Escape the drudgery of this nine to five
Shake, baby, »
500
Lovelife
by Lush
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complications
I can't be with you so I'm at the railway station
Let's run away and be so alive
Escape the drudgery of this nine to five
Shake, baby, »
500 (Shake Baby Shake)
Topolino
by Lush
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morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider
Leaves me here without a place to go
Any railway station would be just fine, fine, fine
To settle down »
Apple Cider Re-Constitution
Modern Times
by Al Stewart
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streams of alkyhol
Come trickling down the rocks
O the shacks all have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew »
Big Rock Candy Mountain
Ballads Folk and Country Songs
by Burl Ives
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railway viaduct
I went there with you once - except you were somebody else -
And we gazed down at the sludgy brown surface of the water together.
Then »
Wickerman
We Love Life
by Pulp
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Fortune won't smile, I must be brutal or die
Now I live by the railway with the rest of the coven
In a hovel vibrating lit by tandoori ovens
Where we »
Look What I Stole for Us, Darling
Viva Dead Ponies
by Fatima Mansions
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