A Different Red Line Songtext
von Charlie Brown Gets a Valentine

Panic-soaked and desperation crowned
95 looks better underwater
70 is better off drowned
And all these trains that run in circles
Are begging to be buried
Committed to the ground


Whiskey-soaked and daily routine drowned
There′s no logic but of rails and highways
The truth is all in other towns
I ride these trains that run in circles
Every day, back and forth, up and down
Up and down

And that old Broadways song
Still makes me smile
But it doesn't mean the same to him and me

Here′s to another deadened synapse
For every cold and snowless winter
Here's to another silent dinner
Here's to another empty bed
Here′s to another thousand miles
On a tired minivan
Here′s to all those early times
That kept me up too late again