Fremont Train Songtext
von Harrington Saints

L′m on a Fremont Train blood stains on my jeans
The smell of that mace still burning my face
Did you really think this would turn out well
A little bit of aggro and you run like hell

Why is the right wing always on the wrong side of history
Why is this a lesson that we still gotta teach


L'm going home on a Fremont Train
Beer and adrenaline coursing through my veins
Running down the back street to Ashby
One step ahead of the police
Pushed out the fash and we took the day
Not on our watch, gonna have our say
Pushed out the fash and we took the day
L′m going home on a Fremont Train

Unwelcome visitation of the very worst kind
Poisoned ideas personified
Traveling far to shake up our town
You really think we wouldn't knock you all down

Why is the right wing always on the wrong side of history
Why is this a lesson that we still gotta teach


L'm going home on a Fremont Train
Beer and adrenaline coursing through my veins
Running down the back street to Ashby
One step ahead of the police
Pushed out the fash and we took the day
Not on our watch, gonna have our say
Pushed out the fash and we took the day
L′m going home on a Fremont Train