Oooh
   Up, up.. up, up.. Up, Up
   Up, Up.. UP, UP UP UP!!
   UP!! UP!! UP!!
   UP I, UP I, UP I step, UP I walk
   UP I climb, to the platform
   on which I await the arrival of the, black liiiine
   2000 the abstract nighttrain that should be arriving
   in approximately eight complete lifetimes
   Do you dig that, ON, track number one
   or is it my one track mind?
   With the same two hundred funky people packed together
   on one car that seats sixty
   Reminiscent of the Middle Passage only now we, gliiiide
   over oceans of steel, and at the speed of light
   from the window, in my eye, I can't see
   Damn! Brother, excuse me brother
   Would you mind not dripping your umbrella into my lap?
   Now where was I? What, change to spare?
   Man you better change your mind, change your plan
   change your attitude, change your ideas to change your position
   As I change my seat, and I change the channel on my WatchMan
   Just in time, special guest, The Roots, on the
   SOULLLLL TRAIN!
   John Coltrane and chinese food is my date for the night
   with that woman, with that girl, with that woman
   with that lady, with that woman, with that child
   child I'm honey, honey-child, and I gots ta
   gotta, gots ta, gotta gots ta, gots ta gotta gotta get ready
   Ready ready to go, read-read to go
   Going, going, going, going, going, going, going, GONE
   DAMN! ...
   I missed my stop.. Writters Block, hah!