CHORUS 1: 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 CHORUS 1: 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 CHORUS 2: 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 CHORUS 2: --Scribe