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I'm close I'm close I'm there With ten seconds to spare And now I'm checking for chairs below the threatening stares I've got my ticket, my fare and now the stick in the air On the last train home yo I don't wanna be there I just pretend I'm on my phone son, tall dark and lonesome Ball park explosion, all night it goes on This journey is no fun Keep myself to myself to finish this home run I'ts the same every time which plays on my mind I pray time will find escape from this grind My mate seems inclined to make this a sign Maybe I should have stayed home tonight There ain't no luck in sight You mothers ruck and fight You think you hear disdain in my voice your mother fucking right Carriage by carriage the spareging savages If the passenger manages the maximum damage is On the last train home and I don't wanna be here They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here Letras de cancionesThey're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here See the city boys in power suits They try to impose their roles upon the groups They're drunk and listen to fuel for fear At times like this I wish I didn't have this beard See the last train is more stressfull than flying Which ain't to relaxing for me I ain't lying Since 9/11 this beard ain't travelled well Act calm in customs or you'll end up in a holding cell So mr pip what's your reason for traveling? Business? Come this way please When they went to war with jihad I said no no no My passport and my visa I did show show show Maybe I'm a miserable guy but everywhere I look I see things I despise Nah I swear I ain't a miserable guy it's just that everywhere I look I see glazed over eyes And the girls maan, they're worse than the boys Ten times as rowdy, ten times the noise What might've looked good under neon lighting On the last train home looks straight up frightening Cause the things that glitter ain't platinum It's just the smoke and mirrors distracting em They might be fine on their own but with a pack of em They terrorise from tillbury to dagenham So I just sit there in silence The only way to avoid all the violence Writing rhymes in my mind inspired by them It's either that or stand up and fight them Speak instead of hollah Lead instead of follah I plead and I implore ya To leave this drunken squallah The choice is there before ya So grab it by the collar Ah fuck it this is my stop... Last train home and I don't wanna be here They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here Last train home and I don't wanna be here No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here From Letras Mania