Mass Transit Madness (Goin' Loco')

There's a trio of trains twixt my work and my play On my way to my playing, they tell me to pay So when playing, I'm thinking of work the next day And the trio of trains to take me on my way It's a trio of trains on a tangled up track Twirling and swirling into infinite black And I'm wishing I'd listened to wisdom way back 'Fore that trio of trains tore and tangled the track The infinite black of the path after dark As shadows of the past pass unnoticed Glass-hearted lad stabs his own back in the passenger car Gets discarded like trash 'tween the tracks in the yard The tracks in the yard and the nails in the rails I am wailing and flailing, not failing to fail I'm not talking to talk, talking telling my tale Of a hand for a nail and an eye for a scale An eye for a scale takes a weight one can see Won't you wait one more day, as patient as can be? Patience can be gracious, grateful are we, waiting, patiently aching It's taken all week It's taken all week, all of this aching I've done Making my days go away one by one ain't my idea of fun But I take as it comes And the scrape of the trains breaking wakes up the sun Won't you wake up, my sun? There's working to do Walking to my working will wear out my shoes I'll wear out my welcome, I'm certain it's true You'll be worn out before I'm through talking to you I'm through talking to you, there's no more left to say My words are all worthlessly murmured away And my gaze is returning once more towards the maze And the trio of trains twixt my work and my play There's a trio of trains twixt my work and my play I'm through talking to you, there's no more left to say My words are all worthlessly murmured away My gaze is returning once more towards the maze And trio of trains twixt my work and my play There's a trio of trains twixt my work and my play (Alright) (Yeah, that was definitely the one, that one's done) --- Mass Transit Madness (Goin' Loco') - Titus Andronicus