had to sweat

Just to cash checks working from sun-rise to set

Every day he'd get challenged

no trades or talents

Barely scraped by

he found faith to balance the straight line

And pace feeling worn and grey

Poor with four seeds, one more on the way

It was hard days indeed all work and no play

He made sure things on the surface were okay

but

Something disturbin' within his mind was lurkin'

A slight twilight breeze would ease

in through the curtains at night

It's like the sermon of a twisted apparition

Was urging him to listen to the train in the distance

At first it wasn't intense

just one little instance

Sure, it didn't occur

he turned to resist it

As if it wasn't much more than just

a figment of his imagination

but for days it was persistent

And it went

"follow me, follow me

follow me, follow me"

then it got louder

"follow me, follow me

I have something to show you"

With time people noticed he was actin berserk

Granny got a call saying he was absent from work

And that was a first

She ran to the pastor at church

To ask him what was up with this disastrous curse

But bad went to worse

He came back three days after

no money in his wallet and his shirt on backwards

Stumbling

walked awkward he called out for his daughter

Right before he split the last lesson

he taught her was this

"If you ever have a son let him know that

his granddad loves him

but by the time that he's grown

Be sure this seed is sown deep down into his dome

don't ever ever walk to the train tracks alone"

With that he backed up reached out for his jacket

Told her not to act up and cracked up laughin'

After all that happened he left never to be seen

Fifteen years later is when my mother had me

Her dad lived a life people can't understand

Went from a

family man to rambling man

A gambling man that burned both ends of the candle

Folded his hand in it was too hot to handle

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

When I was a tot my mom dropped fables and stories

To warn me of the dangers that were layin before me

To keep it interestin' she would hide the lesson

To guide my direction, provide the right message

In time I developed a sense of her embellishment

Since I was rebellious against what she was tellin me

When I was a teen

I pretend-ed that my demons were friends

I defended the place

yo and that was the case

Slurred speech drippin' off of my face

The world creeped

as I slipped to the awfulest place

you could imagine

Not the average things you see on acid

My granddad bloody hovering on a speaker cabinet

Laughing in a raspy tone

covered in maggots

That snacked on his mass of a bone

I couldn't grasp it

Did a double dismount off of the couch

flipped out

Broke the closest window I found

then I dipped out

Suddenly

I discovered little voices mumbling up in my head

It had me wondering what was it my mother said

Back when I was younger it had my brain ragged

As I stumbled off of the night towards the train tracks

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

So there I was

stalking through the dark with a buzz

I figured I should walk

that'll ease me off of these drugs

It's like a shark had to keep movin' it's that

or be ruined

If I sat still I was doomed and that wasn't doin'

So I marched through the park

slow gone like Donnie Darko

The sparkle of the starlight

glowed like charcoal

Despite my demeanor

The night seemed more serene than

a morphine fiend in a morgue, it seemed

Like I lost it

that was when my grand-pops carcass

emerged from the dark

Gurggling his words of carnage

but he couldn't talk

Something about the birth of sadness

I scurried off

I was on the verge of madness

I raced fast pace in the landscape was strange

like a plane parallel to this one but rearranged

Came to a slope to a steep, beggin' for sleep

As I climbed up taking my focus off of the creeps

Within the foggy distance I saw a silhouette that got

bigger as I stepped

The train tracks were wet,

I saw a shiny grin from afar like it was happy

This is what he said as he started to walk passed me

"It's a nice night for a walk,

would ya mind if I joined you?"

"Do what you wanna do"

"Well that's great cause I'm going to

And not to annoy you but see I really have to ask

What a young dude like you's doin out by the tracks?

you waiting on a traaain"

"Nah man let me explain"

"all right"

"I'm mindin' my business

so maybe you should do the same

I just been a witness to something sick and sadistic

So twistedly disgusting

you should feel real lucky you missed it."

"Ooh easy with the tongue son,

try to listen carefully

What you seen's scary

but nothing can compared to

*Me*

I could show you things

that paint all your dreams haunted

Or I could make you scream if I wanted

Or I can be the b in your body,

your best-friend forever

Two peas in a pod flocking like birds of a feather

And you never have a need to beg work or steal

If all this sounds worth it

then lets make a deal

All you want in life for price of your soul

All the money you can fold,

power that you can hold

I'll put you in control,

only if you're down to roll down

these train tracks tonight."

"But where we gonna go?"

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?