Train True (Lennie's Song)

Well, I was standing on the train tracks On a midnight blue Trying to remember where I left my shoes And in a natural way My thoughts returned to you So I walked into a honky-tonk jukebox saloon To reflect on my losses and rock to some tunes I thought it all through Then I figured out what to do I'd start working for the train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True I started working for the train when I was looking for you Sprung from the ward Steel brainpan, pity-pity Looked you up in Freehold for a face that I could trust The foreman said you'd left out In some kind of state He pointed at the office It was already late! I smoothed my hair down And went to talk to the boss He was weary, short-tempered And had one eye on the clock He said I had just seconds to make my case I put one hand on his shoulder And stuck the other in his face And I said, "Feelings, feelings Are somewhat symptomatic of societal Abrasions that conform electric static" He said, "Son I don't think you have that much of a brain" I said, "You've got to have a brain when you're working for the train" It's a long run to Trenton When you start about five Some folks are tired and hungry Some are barely alive But when that engine starts pumping Those familiar tones I don't care where the train is going 'Cause I'm already home I spent a long year Dancing up and down that aisle Pestering my savior just to let me see your smile The salesman was drunk My training shot to the fore I put my shoulder in his gut And knocked his samples on the floor And I said, "Feelings, feelings Are somewhat symptomatic of societal Abrasions that conform electric static" He said, "Son I don't think you have that much of a brain" I said, "You've got to have a brain when you're working for the train" Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True I started working for the train when I was looking for you The Princeton Junction Depot Is straight known to be staid They wear Hound's-tooth and khaki Most have already paid I looked under my visor My heart stopped like it got froze Lipstick like a '60s 'Vette And polish on your toes You had half of a smile Watching me shakin' like a hound As triumpth filled my body Missing love had been found I whooped and called "Metuchen" As I stepped through the door I put my hands around your hips And kissed you then and ever more And I said: "Feelings, feelings Are somewhat symptomatic of societal Abrasions that conform electric static" She said, "Some folks say you don't have much of a brain" "But you've got to have a brain 'cause you're working for the train" Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True I started working for the train when I was looking for you Yeah I started working for the Train, train, feedly-dang Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True I started working for the train and now I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Yeah, I've finally found you Woo I've finally found you