The train from London
Clickers and clacks
This big chunk of old metal
Takes its time along the tracks
It randomly squeaks and bumps
Creaking around long turns
Clickety clack clickety clack
The train from London
Clickers and clacks
People staring blankly at screens
Like brainwashed apes
An elderly lady smiles at me,
I'm not so alone
Clickety clack clickety clack
The train from London
Clickers and clacks
I'm tired and my muscles ache
It's been too long a day
I click my knuckles and roll my neck
My back hurts, I need to sit down.
Clickety clack clickety clack
