Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
There's a world in there that's gonna drag you back
I drunk all but a train fare back out west
Drunk up and a train fare back out west
Wanna lay my head on my baby's breast
On my baby's breast
Boxcar shudders and the brakes will wheeze
Boxcar shudders and the brakes will wheeze
She'll be hittin' me hard I'll be beggin' her please
Well the venom in your letters felt real when I read 'em
Sittin' in the cool new town shade
And though it might seem absurd I meant every word
Of those hollowed out promises I made
In the meltdown shallow town fall around
Out of our heads bound while the game is played
I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save
You kicked the chair from the table now I've scarcely been able
To stop myself from runnin' off the rails
I'm scared to admit how hard I would quit
If my mission to your door was to fail
My tongue is all thick I gotta get to you quick
This goddam train is like a snail
Steady hands I pray that they're sure to make the save
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track
There's a world in there that's gonna drag you back
Gonna drag you back
Wanna drag you back
And drag you back
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