[bad word] Train (Eric Clapton)
(Elton John, Bernie Taupin and Olle Romo)

[Lethal Weapon III Soundtrack]

There's a hungry road I can only hope's
Gonna eat me up inside.
There's a drifting [bad word] clean
In the eye of a lifelong fire.
Till Monday I'll be around next week; [bad word] ahead of my days.
In the shotgun chance that scattered us,
I've seen the error of my ways.

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh.

Well we've wrapped ourselves in golden crowns
Like sun gods spitting rain.
Found a way home written on this map
Like red dye in my veins.
In the hardest times [bad word] around,
The fear of losing grows.
I've lost and seen the world shut down;
It's a darkness no one knows.

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh.

And I've poured out the pleasure and dealt with the pain.
I'm standing in a station waiting in the rain.
I'm starting to feel a little muscle again,
But love is lost like [bad word] train.

I'm out of control and out of my hands.
I'm tearing like a demon through no man's land.
I'm trying to get a grip on my life again.
Nothing hits harder than [bad word] train.

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh.

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