It was 18 pints on a poor boy's guitar
You know, I never ever thought that we'd ever get this far
Down to Austin, Texas on March 17
Talking 'bout our dead friends, wonder if they got to Heaven
Just ask Sleazo and Chino, I'm sure those guys will tell ya
It's a long way from Stanton to the Spanish Riviera
If you're freezin' in Yukon or boiling in Bologne
This train is gettin' longer, you know you're not alone
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Just gimme 18 minutes and another can of fun
And I'll meet you at the bar with all the wretched ones
And if it's not pleasure to be fucked when Kike shakes his shakers
Got some people in Virginia who'd love to be your undertakers
And if your heart's in pain, I think we're all the same
So take another shot and let us wash your brain
But don't you blame the band if you should come up lame
You know we're licensed now for driving you insane
Ain't nothing gonna stop this fuckin' train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this fuckin' train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this fuckin' train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this train
And if you're lost in space, kid, don't feel out of place
We've got a high-tech team, expert in savin' face
So don't you blame the sound if you should fall from grace
This is a one-way ticket now, it's just a crazy phase
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Such lovely sights, this concrete height
Our toxic days, amphetamine nights
I may not know what's wrong or right
But from signal hill I can see the lights
And if your heart's in pain, I guess we're all the same
So take another shot and let us wash your brain
But don't you blame the band if you should come up lame
Because we're licensed now for driving you insane
Ain't nothing gonna stop this Mongrel train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this Mongrel train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this Mongrel train
Ain't nothing gonna stop this train
Stop us, stop us
Ain't nothing gonna stop us
Stop us, stop us
Ain't nothing gonna stop us
Stop us, stop us
Ain't nothing gonna stop this train
Stop us, stop us
Ain't nothing gonna stop this Mongrel train