Early morn, train station, aching from the arthritis

This war veteran knows what a hard time is

He needs his pension, dementia and half blind is

The reason he rides the train with no car license

So he boards with an expired ticket has a swipe

Gets a fine cause the change he got don't add up right

We're taking about a man who never lived a lavish life

Caught up in the age of computer chips and satellites

A lovely lady boards looking tired and half awake

He smiles, she's reminds him of his wife that past away

She says something as she walks right past his way

His old hearing aid don't last quite half the day

Some young gentlemen alive with their laughter

Approach the old timer and put a knife to his heart to

Explain that money or bloods the price of their barter

To a man whose friends probably died for their fathers





Whatever it takes can justify

Whatever ends we make, whatever the price

To the end of a life, it's just an observation

So take a ride we're stopping all stations





It's been a long night the suns lifting on a cold

Morning but she's drugged and drunk tripping on her stroll

On the way home, she's done with stripping on a pole

But she can't pay for her son living on the dole

Jumps a train puts on her gloves she's wearing black

Being watched by some old mug she's glaring back

She's on edge and got the bug from sharing smack

So she says, "Hey, what the (fuck) you staring at? "

He smiles, an unsteady hand rubs on his dome

She takes a seat, a messy band of ruffs board alone

To the digger with a machete at his lungs and he's prone

He can barely stand but ready to stand up for his own

She tries to help him she doesn't choose to flee the car

And catches a blow with enough bruise to leave a scar

She starts fainting, the rooms moving and seeing stars

Ain't it amazing how courageous human beings are?









He knows nothing but hard work and scraping by

Looking for a purse or a wallet so he can make a buy

He hasn't been on the nod since this morning

He needs to touch the face of god, his skin it's just crawling

These peeps are just sheep, time to fleece the market

Jumps a train with some friends, sees an easy target

An old man hard hit with age, fainthearted

The kid pulls a knife, like let's get started

A girl steps, he's like eat the carpet

Laughs with his friends like she's retarded

The old man stepped and swept the assailant

Off his feet, his head connected with the railing

Man you're weak the old man said as the kid lay recovering

Blubbering, get to your feet I'll tell you another thing

A real man never lays his hands on a woman

A real man would know that, no surprise that you wouldn't

I didn't fight in two wars just so forty years later

You'd have the freedom to rob me on the train, this behaviour

Doesn't fit with what I gave this country so cut me

Won't live another day in a world that's so ugly





So take a ride, because we're stopping all stations...