A tale of backpacking around Europe with David B. Joseph in the Summer of 1989.
Luke Elms - guitars and lead vocals. Matt Lube - Bass guitar. Ryan Wright - drums. Kevin Day - backing vocals. Aaron Gandia - vibra slap and percussion. Matt Kamm - backing vocals. Ed Krout - organ. Forest Rodgers - mandolin.
We were headed to Munich, the trees were so green The hum of the train tracks, the mountains serene Soon we'd be slinging tall glasses of beer We've planned it for months now were actually here
A few days later we headed back north To the land of the windmills, wood shoes we set forth The bulldog, the Leidsplein, Melkveg don’t lie From all of the nations they'd come to get high
Train, train, runaway train, we're running from worries, from stress and real life Train, train, runaway train, soon we'll have real jobs, grown children a wife
We blew right through Paris to the Cote d' Azur When we hit those rock beaches one thing was for sure Back gammon, cold beers, Mediterranean Sea Topless French women they captivate me
After three Alpine days to the boot we would go Siena, Contrades, the great Palio A young Puerto Rican would capture my heart After just a few days it was best she depart
Train, train, runaway train, we're running from worries, from stress and real life Train, train, runaway train, your backpack, a passport, a Swiss Army Knife
I enjoyed all the stations, the boat on the Rhine Bread, meat and cheeses, four bottles of wine The mid evil museum with Dutch chocolate cake A cruise on those canals many times we'd retake
We'd visit more places, me and my good friend Meet kids from all over, but soon it would end Hop on that smooth train for one more long ride Real life awaits on the seas other side
Train, train, runaway train, we're running from worries, from stress and from fear Train, train, runaway train, soon life will get harder year after year