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Ben Watt lyrics : "Empty bottles"

Crippled anger from a crippled brain
Crippled footsteps through a crippled train
Bloody headwound leaves a bloody stain

On a raincoat smelling from the rain

It's the last train, it's the last train home

It's the last train, it's the last train home

Knees together handbag nicely perched

Her dateline boyfriend left her in the lurch
Through the window she keeps her constant stare
Which is funny because there's nothing there


It's the last train, it's the last train home
It's the last train, it's the last train home


The carriage lurches like the drunken man
Swaying sideways through the wasteland

While never flinching the wheels keep tight reign
Like the girl, like the girl, staring through the pain


It's the last train, it's the last train home
It's the last train, it's the last train home
But is that any comfort, is that any comfort?

But is that any comfort, is that any comfort?

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