Let the dust form and cover my tracks
Just keep on walking, never look back
Tomorrow’s calling, hear the sirens wail
Shadows [bad word] down like rain

On the last train
Riding the weather
On the last train
My idea of heaven’s when I hear that whistle blow
kiss too late goodbye
All aboard let’s go
And leave yesterday behind

In the morning will things still look the [bad word] the dawn and the cold light of day
When the euphoria starts to subside
I wonder who’s been taken for a ride

On the last train
Headlong together
On the last train [bad word] bent for leather
Where I’m bound I don’t know
Ask me if I care
Let that whistle blow
Take me anywhere, anywhere but home

Tomorrow’s calling
I’ve gotta get away
Shadows [bad word] down again

On the last train
Headlong together
On the last train [bad word] bent for leather
Where I’m bound I don’t know
Ask me if I care
Let that whistle blow
Take me anywhere

On the last train, on the last train…