Jack Penate - Torn On The Platform lyrics

rate me

Once more just before Im leaving

Torn on the platform

Once more just before Im leaving

Torn on the platform

Ur mum loves hairy cock

Cos Ill miss you and I love you

I know this is over just for mow

Cos I miss you, ohh, how I miss you

Youre not my girl you're my town

A weekend away, leave the city today

Dont want the big smoke to leave me behind

The train leaves at 2, platform 3 Waterloo

50 p to the tramp makes me feel kind

I get a good seat , with a window my feet

Are up on the one in front everyone stares

Why do they care, like theres feelings in chairs

Trapped for 3 hours until I get there

Cos my

Eyes, eyes, eyes

Are not

Dry, dry, dry

As I

Realise, ise, ise

That in a few minutes this train will be gone

Sighs, sighs, sighs

City

Fly's, fly's, fly's

Wonder

Why, why, why

Would anyone want to leave where I come from?

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform

It's 1.58 wish that I had been late

And missed the train and given them an excuse

But what is the use, I've less slack than a noose

Do or die stay or go what shall I choose

Cos my

Eyes, eyes, eyes

Are not

Dry, dry, dry

As I

Realise, ise, ise

That in a few minutes this train will be gone

Sighs, sighs, sighs

City

Fly's, fly's, fly's

Wonder

Why, why, why

Would anyone want to leave where I come from?

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform

Like in a film the motion starts to slow

As the beeping carriage doors begin to close

Momenterily I'm standing froze

Then I jump between the gap

Land on the platform flat

I'm not

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform

Torn on the platform