Backseat Drivers - Trains

I never wear lime green, because my favourite colour is blue
And I'm not drinkin' to get drunk, I'm drinking just to get to know you
Casanova's lost the ballgame, stayed out all night, he slept in too late
It's last call for boarding at Charon's departure gate
Make another confession, it seems like Dublin's forgot about me
I hope I'm not the person somebody told me I was trying to be
She's on the train to Paris, running from her lover
Fifty million children screaming for their mothers
But Jupiter won't let me go
Jupiter won't let me go
My last good pair of jeans, they have a hole between the leg
My pride fell down out through my arse, I ripped my knees and start to beg
I'm so sick of staying home where all it ever does is rain
I give up all my nights to spend my days on trains
What's with the obsession, Dublin's taking control of me
Sick of being the person I'm trying so hard not to be
She's on the train to Paris, running from her lover
Fifty million children screaming for their mothers
But Jupiter won't let me go
Jupiter won't let me go
Leave me the moon
Leave me the stars
Leave me alone when I'm falling apart
Forget about Earth
Forget about Mars
Jupiter won't go that far
Make another confession, it seems that Dublin's forgot about me
I hope I'm not the person somebody told me I was trying to be
She's on the train to Paris, running from her lover
Fifty million children screaming for their mothers
But Jupiter won't let me go
Jupiter won't let me go

Written by:
Oisín Donnelly

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