Train I Ride — The Dead Milkmen

I work on a train That's eleven and a half cars long I can only work at night Cause the things I do are wrong

We carry some nasty substances On this little night train The first car's full of dioxin Enough to wipe out the state of Maine

Oh, the evil, terrible things That I sent down those tracks I snuck them through your town at night Right behind your back On our little train

The second car's just painted black What's in it nobody knows Though sometimes it makes a buzzing noise And once I saw it glow

The third car carries poison gas And the fourth car it does, too The fifth car's filled to the breaking point With ortho orange forty-two

Oh, the evil, terrible things That I sent down those tracks I snuck them through your town at night Right behind your back On our little train

The sixth car leaks a strange brown ooze On to the hoboes who ride below It caused their hair to fall out And their fingers turned bright blue I swear to god it's true

The seventh car carries raw sewage You can tell just by the scent We used to have a warning sign But something ate right through the print

Some sort a' illegal baby food Is what we got in car number eight And although I've never tried it myself The conductor says it's great

We load the bodies of dead lab animals On to car number nine And I swear that sometimes late at night I can hear those critters whine

Oh, the evil, terrible things That I sent down those tracks I snuck them through your town at night Right behind your back On our little train

Both cars number ten and eleven Carry tainted juice And I can hear it sloshing around From my chair in the caboose