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Hop The Train 

    Wake me up at 4 a.m. 
    An early day, 
    I'm heading back to Boston 
    I'm going home. 

    A bid farewell tin cuisine 
    It's goodbye cats and 
    Hop the Train, to D.C. 
    Yeah,Washington 
    Slip into the house of white 
    Got to see the man about the power and the glory. 

    Hey Mr. President 
    Do you know what time it is? 
    And hey Mr. President 
    To do some good, you'll have to pay. 

    Run and hide, take good care 
    And be aware, I'll say a prayer for you 
    Say goodbye, dissapear 
    Watch your back yeah, they'll be hunting you 

    The rain it feels like broken glass 
    A paper castles leaking, I'm not talking the weather 
    Still pretending, wasting time 
    Both hands on the wheel 
    And guess whos driving, remote Control 
    Big disease, emergencies 
    The governwench he wears a giant condom, safe politics 

    And hey Mr. president , what are you smiling at? 
    And hey mr. president , do the deed and get out of there. 

    Run and hide, take good care 
    Everywhere, I'll say a prayer for you 
    Say goodbye, dissapear 
    Watch your back, yeah they'll be hunting you 

  

Special thanks to NUNOID for the help with the Garbage and Hop the 

Train lyrics! 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
 
 
 
 
 
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