Nonstop to Nowhere - Faster Pussycat

I’m on the lame train

I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere

Where it takes me I don’t know

I guess the tracks you make are your own

Well it’s 5 o’clock in the morning And I can’t fall asleep again

Times are changing and moving fast Way too fast for me

Seems like only yesterday I was skipping school and stealing gasoline

I’ve been talking I guess you call it Talking a white lie

One minute I’m on top of the world And the next thing you know

Sometimes I just sit and daydream And I just slip away from here

If only I had a crystal ball Or could invent a time machine

I’d go into the future Take a good look around

And see what life has in store for me

I’ve been walking I guess you call it Walking a thin line

One minute I’m on top of the world And the next thing you know

I’m on the lame train

I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere

Where it takes me I don’t know

I guess the track

S you make are your own

It’s like achain gang going I know the exit

But my problems seem to follow me

Wherever I go Nonstop to nowhere

I don’t believe the preachers They’re just sticking out their hands

I don’t believe the government And who the hell’s this Uncle Sam?

Mr. Conductor Will you help me off this train?

Well I believe I’m on the wrong one and it’s taking me down the drain

--Scribe