Smile (Choo Choo Charles)

Choo Choo Charles Lyrics
We all wear smiles to
Mask our sorrows
Let’s just forget about this
Until tomorrow

My imagination
Leaving the station
Like I’m a runaway train
Without any brakes so I’m bracing
So I get ready for impact
Why didn’t I switch tracks
I’m heading for a cliff so I get
Ready for whiplash

I’m put together for a hit
I’m equiped and I got a ticket
To kill em
Itchin to throw a fit
Why they
Worshiping
Evil corporations
Brainwashed orphans praying
God forsaken

Eight legged freaks
On me
Charlie
When he hides Ima seek
I see
Charlie
Gotta crawl
Gotta sneak
He’s weak
Charlie
Ima steam roll through
Choo Choo Choo
Charlie

That train coming at you
Eight legs running at you
That face that face
That face that face
That face that face
Coming at you

Charlie’s kind of a freak, to put it bluntly
Now he’s coming and seems horribly grumpy
sees us as a Jeep while he’s a Humvee
We need something to keep from getting bumped
He seems as if he’s keen to feel bum cheeks
so we’re machine gunning and each bullet’s a drum beat
Free running the track, while we’re under attack
so keep running it back 'til he’s nothing but scrap
Ha, he’s run out of steam
so so what if he’s an engine? I’m a machine
with a first class ticket on a scenic route
Should have reserved a seat 'cause there’s a fiendish brute
Trying to converse with me, man, I don’t need this dude
Seems unaware that he could be seen as rude
It's not every day that you pray for delay on the tracks
Anyway, I'd better dash, there’s a train to catch

Eight legged freaks
On me
Charlie
When he hides Ima seek
I see
Charlie
Gotta crawl
Gotta sneak
He’s weak
Charlie
Ima steam roll through
Choo Choo Choo
Charlie

Eight legged freaks
On me
Charlie
When he hides Ima seek
I see
Charlie
Gotta crawl
Gotta sneak
He’s weak
Charlie
Ima steam roll through
Choo Choo Choo
Charlie

That train coming at you
Eight legs running at you
That face that face
That face that face
That face that face
Coming at you
We all wear smiles to
Mask our sorrows
Let’s just forget about this
Until tomorrow

Hold your tongue don’t say his name.
Running at you fast go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin you dead
Paint that
Smile on your face

Hold your tongue don’t say his name.
Running at you fast go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin you dead
Paint that
Smile on your face

Hold your tongue don’t say his name.
Running at you fast go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin you dead
Paint that
Smile on your face

Hold your tongue don’t say his name.
Running at you fast go runaway train
Cut you up like a razor blade
Leavin you dead
Paint that
Smile on your face