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Trainsong
Beans on Toast
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A flash in a pan, a storm in a teacup, an elephant in the room
On a train on my way to Bristol, emptying my pockets of a bad perfume
They've cut my mobile phone off
I don't get paid until the end of the week
I guess a piss-up in a brewery is cheaper than you think
There's no money in making music, there's musicians who don't care
See I like drinking whisky and singing songs for taxi fare
I've got a tenner in my pocket baby I'll take you somewhere nice
If you say that you'll be my baby tonight
Well I know that we're skint and we can't afford anything
But maybe sometimes that means that we've got everything
A walk in the park it won't cost us a thing
Still got that tenner left in the morning
I think being skint brings the best out of me
You couldn't buy my soul for 99p
But then the very next day I'm back at
The station with a ticket in my hand
I bought that ticket two days ago it was much cheaper back then
But the guy that works at the station
He won't let me through the gate
He said the train I'd booked had already left and I was two hours late
He said I'd have to pay again, it struck me as unreasonable
I told him I was skint, he told me that he didn't make the rules
And what can you say to the ticket conductor
Except call him a prick and tell him to fuck off
I think being skint brings the worst out of me
I'll give you my soul if you get me home for free
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