One, two... one, two, three, four He gave the people hope and purpose Built a place called Camelot And we were the wide-eyed innocents Until somebody had him shot Now he's long gone Too long gone You know his name Now he's riding on the bullet train "I have a dream", said the black man When we'll not study war no more Equality, he said, for every man here Then they shot him on the second floor Now he's been long gone Too long gone You know his name Now he's riding on the bullet train He bought her a gun for protection She kept it on a closet shelf Their little child found it one fateful day No, he never meant to kill himself Now he's been long gone Too long gone It's a crying shame Now he's riding on the bullet train Riding on the bullet train Riding on the bullet train Riding on the bullet train Say a prayer for the dearly departed Who left this old world all too soon There's a lot of poor souls on the bullet train But Lord knows they got more room Riding on the bullet train Riding on the bullet train Riding on the bullet train Think of all the innocent bystanders Killed by the gang war strays Think of the mothers and the baby Now throw the bloody guns away Long gone Too long gone And we're all to blame We gotta stop the bullet train Riding on the bullet train