From the album POST

Standing at my doorway
I wondered why his hand was painted red
It's just a scratch he said
Here we go again
We stumbled to the car
By the time we hit Prince Henerys he was white
I said you look such a sight
He said I don't feel no pain

And I know just what to do
And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
And I must follow
Why must it be you on a white train?

I stuck untill the end
Though you said I was no friend
But you were blind
I was much to kind
On a white train
Some will swill and some will sip
Some just find a place where they don't slip
Others take a kip
On a white train

And I know just what to do
And I know it's nothing new
We've been through this before
And I must follow
Why must it be you on a white train?