The Gun Club - Black Train

I'm moving on the black train
the night it beats me down
I'm moving on the black train
and I breath a soundless sound
riding on the black train
riding on the black train

Every drop in my body goes with the train
and some of it's on the floor
I'm slippin' out to anyplace
although I know I've been there before
riding on the black train
riding on the black train

I’m torn up on the black train
torn from my southern home
I left a nigger lying dead by the river
I left the Will-O-the-Wisp to roam
riding on the black train
riding on the black train

I ride on
and I lose
and I can't get that and I can't make love (not sure)
riding on the black train
riding on the black train

Well, I'm heat on the black train
and I‘m lighting up the night
with everything I've had and everything I've done
I still can't be satisfied
I’m riding on the black train
riding on the black train