Freight Train
He went out on a freight train leaving
Going down to the war
Packed his bags and his good life
Became a sniper at dawn
Heading out for an endless summer
Pretty right pretty wrong
He's looking out where the darkness deceives you
Where've you been, what've you done?
A Tank 45 is screaming pretty loud pretty low
A Tank 45 is what they want you to be
Looking out for himself
Being out on the war
Looking out for himself
Being out on the war
Your electric lights come shining
Your hea
d, it reasons and distorts
You're high above the city, it's calling you
To be where the lioness feasts and prowls
He went out on a freight train leaving
Going down to the war
Packed his bags and his good life
Became the sniper at dawn
He went looking out
for himself
Being out on the prowl
He went looking out for himself
Being out on the war
Your electric lights come shining
Your head, it reasons and distorts
You're high above the city, it's calling you
To be where the lioness feasts and prowls
Writer/s: Bo Meskers, Christophe Brabanders, Mick van het Nederend, Willem Oostendorp
