Last Train Home

I'm close I'm close I'm there
 With ten seconds to spare
 And now I'm checking for chairs below the threatening stares
 I've got my ticket, my fare and now the stick in the air
 On the last train home yo I don't wanna be there
 I just pretend I'm on my phone son, tall dark and lonesome
 Ball park explosion, all night it goes on
 This journey is no fun
 Keep myself to myself to finish this home run
 I'ts the same every time which plays on my mind
 I pray time will find escape from this grind
 My mate seems inclined to make this a sign
 Maybe I should have stayed home tonight
 There ain't no luck in sight
 You mothers ruck and fight
 You think you hear disdain in my voice your mother fucking right
 Carriage by carriage the spareging savages
 If the passenger manages the maximum damage is
 On the last train home and I don't wanna be here
 They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer
 They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer
 They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here
 See the city boys in power suits
 They try to impose their roles upon the groups
 They're drunk and listen to fuel for fear
 At times like this I wish I didn't have this beard
 See the last train is more stressfull than flying
 Which ain't to relaxing for me I ain't lying
 Since 9/11 this beard ain't travelled well
 Act calm in customs or you'll end up in a holding cell
 So mr pip whats your reason for traveling?
 Business?
 Come this way please
 When they went to war with jihad I said no no no
 My passport and my visa I did show show show
 Maybe I'm a miserable guy but everywhere I look I see things I despise
 Nah I swear I ain't a miserable guy its just that everywhere I look I see glazed over eyes
 And the girls maan, they're worse than the boys
 Ten times as rowdy, ten times the noise
 What might've looked good under neon lighting
 On the last train home looks straight up frightening
 Cos the things that glitter ain't platinum
 It's just the smoke and mirrors distracting em
 They might be fine on their own but with a pack of em
 They terrorise from tillbury to dagenham
 So I just sit there in silence
 The only way to avoid all the violence
 Writing rhymes in my mind inspired by them
 It's either that or stand up and fight them
 Speak instead of hollah
 Lead instead of follah
 I plead and I implore ya
 To leave this drunken squallah
 The choice is there before ya
 So grab it by the collar
 Ah fuck it this is my stop...
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer
 They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 They're either stinking of weed or they're stinking of beer
 They're being loud and obscene or they're sitting in tears
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 Last train home and I don't wanna be here
 No no this ain't me scene yo I don't wanna be here