Penn Station
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
In Penn station tonight
With a toothbrush and a comb
Five dollars and a dead cell phone, oh Lord
No photo I.D
No past to torture me, oh Lord
No past to torture me
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
In Penn station tonight
Oh, how sweetly I do sleep
On the bathroom tile where the porters sweep
With a nickel in my hand
Like the star of Bethlehem, oh Lord
Like the star of Bethlehem
And I know on track number seven
There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord
But a faster train's coming near
Got the devil engineers, oh Lord
Got the devil engineers
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
In the Penn station tonight
And I know on track number seven
There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord
But a faster train's coming near
Got the devil engineers, oh Lord
Got the devil engineers