Take the last train to Clarksville
And I’ll meet you at the station
You can be here by 4:30
'Cause I’ve made your reservation
I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell, when all your love’s in vain
All my love’s in vain
Harry got up, dressed all in black
Went down to the station, and he never came back
They found his clothing scattered somewhere down the track
And he won’t be down on Wall Street in the morning
He had a home, love of a girl
But men get lost sometimes as years unfurl
One day he crossed some line, and he was too much in this world
But I guess it doesn’t matter anymore
I’m ready
I’m ready for the gridlock
I’m ready to take it to the street
I’m ready for the shuffle
Ready for the deal
Ready to let go of the steering wheel
I’m ready
Ready for the crush
(She’s just down the line)…Zoo Station
(Got to make it on time)…Zoo Station
All down the street, they’re standing in line
With white lipstick and one thing on their minds
Hey little freak with the lunch pail purse
Underneath the paint, you’re just a little girl
Dancin’ at the Zombie Zoo
Dancin’ at the Zombie Zoo
Painted in a corner and all you wanna do
Is dance down at the Zombie Zoo
You’d be hiding in
A second-floor apartment
Knocking all the stairs down to save your life
From the undead
Double-barrelled shotgun
Taking out the slow ones
Then you’d see the passion burning in my eye
And I’d keep my head
Then all of your friends, they’d try to kill us
But only because they’d be jealous
That our love is deeper than Edward and Bella’s
Oh, if I were a zombie, I’d never eat your brain
I’d just want your heart, I’d just want your heart, I’d just want your heart, yeah, oh
My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you’ve seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don’t ask me what it was (Don’t ask me)
Just don’t ask me what it was (Don’t ask me)
Just don’t ask me what it was
Mediocre Fred
Well the days went by all dull and gray
And he didn’t think much and had little to say
And when the full moon rose, he’d climb over the moat
Find some people sleeping, and he’d bite their throats!
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook’s
Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein
Ah-hoo, werewolves of London
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, “You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away”
Fuck the police comin’ straight from the underground
A Young nigga got it bad 'cause I’m brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, ‘cause I ain’t the one
For a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun
To be beatin’ on, and thrown in jail
We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell
Straight out of Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the group called N----s with Attitude
When I’m called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come and get me
Off yo’ ass, that’s how I’m goin’ out
For the punk motherfuckers, that’s showin’ out
N----s start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix ‘em and cook ‘em in a pot like gumbo
Goin’ off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that’s pointed at yo’ ass
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide
The bums drop dead and the dogs go mad
In packs on the west side
Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another suicide
She wants to hit those bricks
'Cause the news at six gotta stick to a deadline
While the millionaires hide in Beekman Place
The bag ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don’t want to hear it but he won’t turn it down
Life is tough but it’s just enough
To hold back the tears until it’s closing time
I survived, I’m still alive
But I’m getting close to the borderline
Holding back the years
Chance for me escape from all I’ve known
Holding back the tears
'Cause nothing here has grown
I’ve wasted all my tears
Wasted all those years
Nothing had the chance to be good
Nothing ever could yeah, oh well
Wasted days and wasted nights
I have left for you behind
For you don’t belong to me
Your heart belongs to someone else
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine
Made up my mind to make a new start
Going to California with an aching in my heart
Oregon girl I’ve been around the world
But I’ve never seen another Oregon girl
Oregon girl with your lips and curls;
I want a taste of that Oregon girl
The West Coast has the sunshine, and the squirrels all get so tan
I dig a French bikini on Hawaii island dolls by a palm tree in the sand
I’ve been all round this great big world, and I’ve seen all kinds of squirrels
Yeah, but I couldn’t wait to get back in the States
Back to the cutest squirrels in the world
I wish they all could be California Squirrels!
(@ekedolphin you might want to have your hearing checked)
I’m a travelin’ man and I’ve made a lot of stops
All over the world
And in every port I own the heart
Of at least one lovely girl
I’ve a pretty señorita waiting for me
Down in old Mexico
If you’re ever in Alaska stop and see
My cute little Eskimo
Up with the sun, gone with the wind
She always said I was lazy
Leaving my home, leaving my friends
Runnin’ when things get too crazy