Get on board that oblivion train, No other line will do; Get on board that oblivion train, You got nothin' to lose. Nothin' on your ticket, Nothin' in your bags; Nothin' out the windows, And nothin' down the tracks. No one knows the number, No one knows the time; Destination nowhere, Don't it sound so fine. Hear the whistle blowin', See it come in through the mist; Hear the drivers poundin', Hear the air-brakes hiss. Get on board that oblivion train, You know it's comin' through; Get on board that oblivion train, It's rollin' just for you. Ask 'em on the platform, It's like they always say; Leavin' here tomorrow, Come back yesterday. So listen to the jingle, Ridin' on the wind; All around the water tank They break into a grin. Don't look for any depot, Don't wait for any town; The engineer just shakes his head And puts the throttle down. Get on board that oblivion train, All the rest are past, Get on board that oblivion train, Y'know it fills up fast. You don't need a dollar, You don't need a dime, Conductors all tip their hats, No one rides the blinds. Hear it in the darkness, Like the echo of a song, Time and space got no place, So let the light shine on. So get on board that oblivion train, It's comin' 'round the bend; Get on board that oblivion train, Step right up my friend.
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