Bullet Train
by Lost Dogs
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One, two...one, two, three, four
He gave the people hope and purpose
Built a place called Camelot
And we were the wide-eyed innocents
Until somebody had him shot
Now he's long gone
Too long gone
You know his name
Now he's riding on the bullet train
I have a dream, said the black man
When we'll not study war no more
Equality, he said, for every man here
Then they shot him on the second floor
Now he's been long gone
Too long gone
You know his name
Now he's riding on the bullet train
He bought her a gun for protection
She kept it on a closet shelf
Their little child found it one fateful day
No, he never meant to kill himself
Now he's been long gone
Too long gone
It's a crying shame
Now he's riding on the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
Say a prayer for the dearly departed
Who left this old world all too soon
There's a lot of poor souls on the bullet train
But Lord knows they got more room
Riding on the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
Think of all the innocent bystanders
Killed by the gang war strays
Think of the mothers and the baby
Now throw the bloody guns away
Long gone
Too long gone
And we're all to blame
We gotta stop the bullet train
Riding on the bullet train
