歌词
[Verse 1]
I was in wait for the train to the city, and
I was innately vain, what a pity, and
All of the boys on my block were the kind that want
War and glory
Glory, I want you
[Verse 2]
Shaking the sand from the box I was sleeping in
I was innately mad for believing in
All of my idols were always the ones who want
War and glory
Glory, I have you
[Outro]
I was in wait for the train to the city, and
I was innately vain, what a pity, and
All of the boys on my block were the kind that want
War and glory
I was in wait for the train to the city, and
I was innately vain, what a pity, and
All of the boys on my block were the kind that want
War and glory
I was in wait for the train to the city, and
I was innately vain, what a pity, and
All of the boys on my block were the kind that want
War and glory
I was in wait for the train to the city, and
I was innately vain, what a pity, and...
Written by: Joseph Stevens


