Текст песни: Thank God for the F Train + перевод

When you’re dying on the platform from the heat and the smoke

And the skinny girl from Teaneck thinks it’s all some kinda joke

Waiting on the «G» train and the AC is broke

But thank god for the F train

Some people ride to work some people ride to war

Some people got no idea what they’re riding for

Some people get on board just because they shut the door

But thank god for the F train

It might be raining on the surface, coming down in sheets

Forget the car service, nothing’s moving on the streets

You gotta get to mid town and there’s no service on your phone?

Well get yourself a ticket and join the underground

There’s a drummer down in Chelsea trying to get to union hall

There’s a real estate broker trying to make that conference call

There’s a guy sellin' umbrellas before the prices fall

They all thank god for the F train

There’s a politician out hustling up some votes

There’s a statistician counting up some goats

Me, I’m wondering what those girls are hiding in their coats

And here comes the river, you think this baby floats?

You can thank old Ronald Reagan for screwing up the skies

And you can thank the boys at NORML for tryin' to decriminalize

And you can thank that place in Redhook for those fine key-lime pies

But thank god for the F train

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