Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Stu treno vuosto a nuie nun ce 'ò ddà Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Vulimmo giustizia e libbertà 'O biglietto 'O cuntrollo (e mo?) Porqué todos necesitamos y exigimos libertad Democracia y justicia Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Stu treno vuosto a nuie nun ce 'ò ddà Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Vulimmo giustizia e libbertà 'O biglietto (stop) 'O cuntrollo E mo? E ferma ccà E ferma llà Nuie chistu treno amm' 'a agguantà E chesta globalizzazione amm' 'a parlà Si no, saie quanta danne ca fa Fra pummarole mudificate, fruntiere chiuse E libbero mercato ce ritruammo sotto controllo Organizzato a discrezione dello stato 'O controllore a mé sulo 'o biglietto vò Non gli interessa che globalizzare diritti Significa impiego concreto di uomini Cose, fatti, mezzi Ca nun verimmo Nuie ce preoccupammo Nuie ca Fruntiere nn' 'e vulimmo Ne mmo e nè maie Europa 'a ccà, Europa 'a llà Mo parlano pure 'e mondialità Ma chi fatica po' ì sulo a faticà E saie che tarantelle ha dda fà 'A libbertà è na bella parola Ma pe chi nun tene niente significa sulo a libbertà 'A libertà 'e se fa sfruttà Mille culture ca s'hann' 'a ncuntrà 'E frate d' 'e nuoste s'hann' 'a organizzà No cchiù sfruttamento No brutalità, uè Chesto significa globalità Dal sud del mondo noi veniamo Su questo treno saliremo Decidere il nostro futuro E' tutto quello che chiediamo Perle, oro e argento Chicchi di caffè e petrolio Tutti i campi di grano Dimmi di chi sono, a chi appartengono Di chi sono i diamanti della Sierra? Di chi è tutta l'acqua della Terra? Delle multinazionali Dei signori della guerra O di tutte le popolazioni Del pianeta Terra? Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Stu treno vuosto a nuie nun ce 'ò ddà Stop that train, vulimmo saglì Vulimmo giustizia e libbertà

One, two, three, four! It was an average night backstage at a show I seen this girlie that I knew, she was a cutie and Yo! She had it goin' on From my head to her feet Her shape was so petite and so unique Her eyes! Flamed with passion like she was possessed As I shivered and quivered While she rubbed on my chest Slaved and engraved I couldn't scream, uh! Moaning and groaning like she could take on the A-Team I was One of many that she had choose Do me, pursue me Twice as nice but don't refuse Leaving her breathless as the sweat poured on The spot that I was in was so soft and warm This was far from a story you will find in a book Hot off the platter And boy, could she cook Roastin' my body, it left a stain in my brain And all I kept sayin' to myself was Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Oh, my God! What have I got into? Sooner or later I thought she'd get the clue 'Cause my body was tired and full of sweat and perspire The situation I was in Could've start a campfire No more skeezin' and teasin' For the Ice, right now I find me a corner, play it cool for a while Just Mackin' and schemin' On a woman I thought was cool But now I realize that the Ice was the fool 'Cause a woman will play you Lay you and obey you You better watch you back 'Cause a woman will slay you Not to mention The one who got me Yeah! She got me The I-C-E But, back to the story of a one-night stand I thought I was strong But she was He-man Lovin' every second tryin' to make me blush And all, and all, it was for the lust I thought She was an angel and soft as a cream puff Until I seen her come out with the whip and the handcuffs Breathin' down my neck I was scared to death The sweat from my body as it rolls down my neck And out of all nights, where was me crew? 'Cause this was somethin' I didn't know what to do D. already told me that the girlie was strange But I didn't know until she pulled out the chains Walkin' and stalkin' towards me with a plan And now I regret all the things I was sayin' Now the moment is critical, so what should I do? Leave while I can, or just take the abuse Now I'm drippin' with sweat, Why? 'Cause I'm afraid Handcuffs and chains Is a game I don't play No doubt in my mind that the girlie is the boss Stop this train 'cause I wanna get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Later on that night As it got worse My body's steamin' up and I was ready to burst She had me hot as a skillet taken from a flame And my admission was free For me to ride on this train Yeah, I must admit to myself, it was fun But now I'm lookin' for my shoes, I'm ready to run So, now I'm hopin' and prayin' For the moment to come 'Cause I couldn't move and my body was numb So, now what have I done to get myself into this? It started from a kiss Now I'm ready to resist I couldn't take it no more On the bed, or the floor My knees were gettin' weak and my back was gettin' sore The room was destroyed Not to mention my body Why did I ever tell her to "Pump it, Hottie?" What could I do to just ease the pain? I think I'll let the hook just try it explain Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off! Stop that train, I wanna' get off!

The next train will be leaving from platform 1 Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... (Oooh, yeaheah) Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... (Oooh, yeaheah) Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on How did you know that I am gone? And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman I need, I need, I need a woman (Big-a jump, hey-a) I want, I want, I want a good one (Oh yeah, me wanna) 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on And then you'll know that I am gone And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman I need, I need, I need a woman (Big-a jump, hey-a) I want, I want, I want a good one (Oh yeah, me wanna) 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on And then you'll know that I am gone And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles