Felice Brothers

Felice Brothers - Penn Station lyrics

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Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
In penn station tonight

With a toothbrush and a comb
Five dollars and dead cell phone, oh lord
No photo I.d.
No past to torture me, oh lord
No past to torture me

Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
In penn station tonight

Oh how sweetly I do sleep
On the bathroom tile where the porters sweep
With a nickel in my hand
Like the star of bethleham, oh lord
Like the star of bethleham

And I know on track number seven
There's a train to take me to heaven, lord
But a faster train's coming near
That the devil engineers, oh lord
That the devil engineers

Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
Well I died in penn station tonight, oh lord
In penn station tonight

And I know on track number seven
There's a train to take me to heaven, lord
But a faster train's coming near
That the devil engineers, oh lord
That the devil engineers
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