Broken Train lyrics

The snipers are passed out
In the bushes again
I`m glad I got my suit dry-cleaned
Before the riots started
Cos there`s only rehashed faces
On the bread line tonight
Soon you`ll be a figment
Of some infamous life

Billionaires smile like weapons
Passing out platinum pensions
They`re out of kontrol
No one knows how low they`ll go

(Hold on)
Take a ride on a broken train

Those bra burning deportees
At the service station
They know that beige
Is the color of resignation

We`re out of kontrol
No one knows how low we`ll go
(Hold on)
Take a ride on a broken train

Shining like crystal tiaras
Ghettos and grey Rivieras
This is the real me ladies
You won`t find no shelter here

Tell me, what`s your zip code baby
Did you ever let a cowboy sit on your lap
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