Lyrics

"GET ON THE TRAIN"

Words & Music J. Armstead / B. Seidman


Your father hates you,
You play (ed) with dolls,
And it makes your mother cry,

When you gaze into mirror (s)
Which side are you own?
In a world where it's an eye for an eye,

When in doubt, there is no doubt,
Of ever going against the grain,
You've Got a Tic-ket, You've Got a Tic-ket,
You've Got a Tic-ket,
Get on the Train

Your brother loves you,
Your sister likes your make-up,
But most days, their hands are tied,

They can't defend you,
When you're pushed against a wall,
It's up to you, to squash all those ugly lies,

When David fights, Goliath falls,
So let your stones fly down like rain,
You've Got a Tic-ket, You've Got a Tic-ket,
You've Got a Tic-ket,
So, Get on the Train



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"GET ON THE TRAIN"
Armstead / Seidman


If you're hated,
Because the color of your skin,
Makes it being born a crime,
You will be irresistible, when the only weapon you use is love,

You'll go far being who you are,
So call yourself by your name,
You've Got a tic-ket, You've Got a tic-ket,
You've Got a tic-ket,
Get on the Train

Be free,
Create your own reality,
Get on, Get on, Get on,
Get on The Train...

BE YOUR SELF,
FREE YOURSELF,
RESPECT YOURSELF,
PROTECT YOURSELF,

Take your tic-ket tic, tic, tic, tick-et,
Tell 'em to stick it,

Take your tic, tic, tic, tic, tic-ket
Tell 'em to stick it,