Вершы: The Roches. Goodbye Cruel World.

there's a train going by
and the railroad cars
rush away like the days in the year
and i'm waving goodbye
cause something is leaving
but things are not how they appear

goodbye cruel world
i'm not going with you
watching you fade away
i won't even miss you
so cool and hard
good times are coming our way

there's a field of golden grass
just growing
clouds moving over the sky
one dark horse just won't run
don't ask me to push her by


so long cruel world...

from now on that whistle blowing
it's a false alarm i won't be going down there

there's a train going by
just an aching pain
just a little brown bruise
and i'm waving goodbye
cause something is leaving
a cow's jumping over the moon

goodbye cruel world...