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I miss the carnivals that flied by nightTen bucks would get you unlimited ridesShe liked the crazy trainWe'd tear down the town for something to provePraying that radio might keep us in tuneThey're playing crazy trainBut oh the sights and the soundsThe blurry nights on a hard luck downDo you remember, did you forget?We perfected the art of lonelinessWhen we'd do it to deathI must've made it in the nick of timeI bet you had your bloodhounds at that county linebut I took the latest trainAnd my parachute had more holes than faithBut I killed the engines, threw it anywayYou're anything but plainShe'd make a noose of my necktieIf she thought it could hang me high and dryThat Bonneville county carnival queenAin't got no time for a city boy like meOh no, I think you know what I meanDo ya city boys?(I think we know what you mean.)d-e-a-t-h-d-o-i do it to death do it to do it to... Aus Songtexte Mania