Credits
Lyrics
We all wear smiles
Let's just forget about it
My imagination leaving the station
Like I'm a runaway train without any brakes so I'm bracing
So I get ready for impact, why didn't I switch tracks?
I'm heading for a cliff so I get ready for whiplash
I’m put together for a hit
I'm equipped and I got a ticket to kill 'em
Itching to throw a fit
Why they worshiping evil corporations?
Brainwashed orphans praying, god forsaken
Eight-legged freaks on me, Charlie
When he hides I'ma seek, I see Charlie
Gotta crawl, gotta sneak, he's weak, Charlie
I'ma steamroll through, Choo Choo Charlie
That train coming at you
Eight legs running at you
That face, that face
That face, that face
That face, that face
Coming at you
Charlie's kind of a freak to put it bluntly
Now he’s coming and seems horribly grumpy
Sees us as a Jeep while he's a Humvee
We need something to keep from getting bumped, he
Seems as if he's keen to feel bum cheeks
So we're machine gunning and each bullet's a drum beat
Free running the track, while we’re under attack
So keep running it back till he's nothing but scrap
Ha, he’s run out of steam
So, so what if he's an engine? I'm a machine
With a first class ticket on a scenic route
Should've reserved a seat 'cause there's a fiendish brute
Trying to converse with me, man, I don’t need this dude
Seems unaware that he could be seen as rude
It's not every day that you pray for delay on the tracks
Anyway, I'd better dash, there’s a train to catch
Eight-legged freaks on me, Charlie
When he hides I'ma seek, I see Charlie
Gotta crawl, gotta sneak, he's weak, Charlie
I'ma steamroll through, Choo Choo Charlie
That train coming at you
Eight legs running at you
That face, that face
That face, that face
That face, that face
Coming at you
We all wear smiles to mask our sorrows
Let's just forget about it until tomorrow
We all wear smiles to mask our sorrows
Let's just forget about it until tomorrow
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Hold your tongue, don't say his name
Running at you fast, go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin' you dead
Paint that smile on your face
Written by: Marilyn Scott, Russell Furrante

