flying Tryin' to turn on my own head Tryin' to turn on my own head Turn on my own head Me, I'm still out flying Tryin' to turn on my own head All the
it goes Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it Y'all, be strong The China men built the railroad, the Indians saved
time you touch the spray paint can Michelangelo's soul controls your hand Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
instant the story was ended On here side in that cold river bed With poor Harry Lyle in the cabin With a deep, fatal wound in his head. Railroad men
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter I came out two days on your tail Those two bald-headed days in November Before the first snowflakes sail Out on the
in the red clay moss Nearby standin' on the tracks where the trains used to come Was Mad Man Mike, beatin' on his drum Laughin' out loud, eyes rollin' in his head
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter I came out two days on your tail Those two bald-headed days in November Before the first snowflakes sail Out on the vast
all the work was dead I hope you get my letters I?ll write them every day I?ll soon be heading Eastwards I?m hammering the nails I?m working on the Railroad
the track with unbelievable raps Fadin' oncomers with that unconceivable crap We the tip-top playa's flipping real hip-hop In the drop top we all ballin' non-stop To the head
when all the work was dead I hope you get my letters I write them everyday I'll soon be headed eastwards I'm hammering the nails I'm working on the railroad
Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it Y'all, be strong [Verse Three] The China-men built the railroad, the Indians
will throw down a hand I'm going over the hills now I'm going over as planned And every morning I will push And bring the sun above our head And with
