Planes Trains (Capitol Operational)

What's it with this town?
My lungs are black
And my mind is ramblin'
What you think about that?
What you think about it?

Nation operating
Under a crown
Capitol operational
And it wears you down
And it wears you out

Planes, trains and automobiles
Lost notes, lost souls on schedules
Phone calls, emails, addressings
Bruise, batter, white noise, chatter
Crying sirens out windows
Police and ambulances
Scared rats, scared birds, scared people
Need something to believe in

Planes, trains and automobiles
Lost notes, lost souls on schedules
Phone calls, emails, addressings
Bruise, batter, white noise chatter
Crying sirens out windows
Police and ambulances
Scared rats, scared birds, scared people
Need something to believe in

Need something to believe in
Need something to believe in
Need something to believe in
People need something to believe in

Need something



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Quinn
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