I hear a fuzzy AM station

As I head toward my chosen damnation

Runaway train, leaving town

Ain't gonna be seen around



Gonna catch that 9:05, get outta this town alive



Soldiers of fortune, paupers of peace

Fight over my soul while I sleep

Rollin' rhythm, ease my mind

Gonna leave this town behind



Last train leavin' town

Ain't gonna be seen around no more



At night I lay in my bed and dream, and hear that lonesome whistle scream



Now the smoke you see ain't from the mill

They're burnin' Vonnegut and Zeppelin on Mount Pleasant Hill



Gonna catch that 9:05

I'm getting' out of this town alive