Nonstop to Nowhere Songtext
von Faster Pussycat
Nonstop to Nowhere Songtext
I′m on the lame train
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
Well, it′s five o'clock in the morning
And I can't fall asleep again
Times are changing and moving fast
Way too fast for me
Seems like only yesterday
I was skipping school and stealing gasoline
I′ve been talking
I guess you call it talking a white lie
One minute I′m on top of the world
And the next thing you know
I'm on the lame train
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don′t know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
Sometimes I just and daydream
And I just slip away from here
If only I had a crystal ball
Or could invent a time machine
I'd go into the future, take a good look around
And see what life has in store for me
I′ve been walking
I guess you call it walking a thin line
One minute I'm on top of the world
And the next thing you know
I′m on the lame train
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
It's like a chain gang
I know the exit but my problems
Seem to follow me wherever I go
Nonstop to nowhere
I don′t believe the preachers
They′re just sticking out their hands
I don't believe the government
And who is this Uncle Sam
Mr. Conductor will you help me off this train
Well, I believe I′m on the wrong one
And it's taking me down the drain
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
Well, it′s five o'clock in the morning
And I can't fall asleep again
Times are changing and moving fast
Way too fast for me
Seems like only yesterday
I was skipping school and stealing gasoline
I′ve been talking
I guess you call it talking a white lie
One minute I′m on top of the world
And the next thing you know
I'm on the lame train
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don′t know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
Sometimes I just and daydream
And I just slip away from here
If only I had a crystal ball
Or could invent a time machine
I'd go into the future, take a good look around
And see what life has in store for me
I′ve been walking
I guess you call it walking a thin line
One minute I'm on top of the world
And the next thing you know
I′m on the lame train
I got a first class ticket
On the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you lay are your own
It's like a chain gang
I know the exit but my problems
Seem to follow me wherever I go
Nonstop to nowhere
I don′t believe the preachers
They′re just sticking out their hands
I don't believe the government
And who is this Uncle Sam
Mr. Conductor will you help me off this train
Well, I believe I′m on the wrong one
And it's taking me down the drain
Writer(s): Taime Downe, Greg Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com