I’ve got the radio blasting’ out my favorite song
The way I’m moving’, baby it won’t be long.
You’ve got to put away all of your fears
Bolt all the doors and wind out those gears
Wind in my hair it’s feeling all right
We’re gonna take that checkered flag tonight
Going FLAT OUT..

I’ve got the hot dang peddle mashed right down to the floor
Pistons pumping’, baby just give me more
You’ve got to put away all of your fears
Bolt all the doors and wind out those gears
Wind in my hair it’s feeling all right
We’re gonna take that checkered flag tonight
Going FLAT OUT
Going FLAT OUT

Yeah

I saw Johnny Law squatting back on mile marker 103
He didn’t catch me, Lord just caught my breeze….yeah!
You’ve got to put away all of your fears
Bolt all the doors and wind out those gears
Wind in my hair it’s feeling all right
We’re gonna take that checkered flag tonight
Going FLAT OUT
Going FLAT OUT

HERO
D.Johnson/M.Fahad
Omega Train Copyright 1992

Hey you—look around..
The sun went down and it’s somewhat frightening
Black night swallows whole the day
Don’t hide, don’t runaway
My love is so strong I can ride the lightning
And keep the hounds of hell at bay

Cause I wanna be your superhero
I wanna be your star
I wanna be your superhero
Your knight in shining armor

Fourth down and miles to go
The road ahead is burst ripe with danger
Where have all the real men gone?
Hey girl don’t turn away
Because your mamma said “Don’t talk to strangers”
I’ll fight your battle till it’s won

Cause I wanna be your superhero
I wanna be your star
I wanna be your superhero
Your night in shining armor

Yeah….Save the day!

Midnight the ides of March
Vultures circle with instinctive pleasure
Time to make my final stand
Hey girl believe in me
With all your heart and to the fullest measure
Give me hope, give me strength to win

Cause I wanna be your superhero
I wanna be your star
I wanna be your superhero
Your night in shining armor
I wanna be your superhero
I wanna be your star
I wanna be your superhero
Your night in shining armor

Yeah…Save the day!
I’m coming to save the day
Save the day!
I’m coming to save the day!

THREE ALARM FIRE
D.Johnson/M.Fahad
Omega Train copyright 1991

Went to see my doctor bout a third degree burn
Doctor told me “Listen boy ‘cause you ain’t gonna learn”
“Your body’s run a fever bout 125”
“Won’t forget to mention that you shouldn’t be alive”
“Critical condition—the disease is desire”
“Your baby, she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!”

My baby be burnin’—my baby be burnin’!
My baby be burnin’—good god, she be burnin’!
Flames of passion, reaching higher and higher..
My baby she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!

Went to see the preacher man to get me through day..
Emptied out my wallet, put my soul on “layaway”
Eve had bit the apple, Delilah took the ride..
Preacher said “Your woman’s got the devil inside”
Shouting halleluiah to the deacons and the choir
“Your baby, she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!”

My baby be burnin’—my baby be burnin’!
My baby be burnin’—good god, she be burnin’!
Flames of passion, reaching higher and higher..
My baby she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!

Had to see my lawyer, so I called him on the phone
Empty-headed shyster told me “Leave the chick alone”
Litigation pending, he said he had his fill..
“That woman’s really smokin’, boy..you’d better write your will”
Consensus opinion, from Jacoby to Meyers…
“Your baby, she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!”

My baby be burnin’—my baby be burnin’!
My baby be burnin’—good god, she be burnin’!
Flames of passion, reaching higher and higher..
My baby she be burnin’—like a THREE ALARM FIRE!


SOLITUDE
D.Johnson/K.Buniewski
Omega Train copyright 1994

There I was, just a baby..just beyond the cradle bars
One small step for man, a giant leap for me
I fell on my face. I skinned my knee. Didn’t travel very far
From a helping hand, I turned indignantly..

But I was born to walk alone
Beaten paths weren’t meant for me..yeah.
I was born to walk alone—in SOLITUDE

Then one day at the schoolyard, midst the teasing dozens crowd
Sent my self-esteem to the valley of despair
I got on my bike. I peddled hard. Hung my head in the furtive bow.
Seeking empathy, or a sympathetic ear…but I found none.

I was born to ride alone
Empty road my company—yeah!
I was born to ride alone—in SOLITUDE

Seeking wisdom while in college, pouring knowledge from a bar
With my favorite course, Wild Turkey 101
Full of empty talk, and empty dreams, and empty protocol
Belly up again to my own oblivion

I was born to drink alone
Raise a glass to misery—yeah!
I was born to drink alone—in SOLITUDE

Then came a girl…with long shiny hair..
She read like Old English prose—left me gasping for air!
Told me I wasn’t the one to receive all her bountiful charms!

I was born to sleep alone
Making love just fantasy
I was born to sleep alone—in SOLITUDE
In SOLITUDE

As I gaze at the ferryman at the twilight of my time
Spare me acid tears or misplaced eulogies
Cause frustration danced with me through life, now in ecstasy I lie
By myself at last, in this potter’s field of dreams

I was born to die alone
Just and old pine box for me
I was born to die alone—in SOLITUDE

I was born to walk alone—
I was born to ride alone—
I was born to drink alone—
I was born to sleep alone—
I was born to die alone---in SOLITUDE
IN SOLITUDE


ROLL ON GYPSY
M.Fahad
Omega Train copyright 1991

Thousands miles, an endless ride, just my six string by my side
Another town a change of pace, sometimes you need a familiar face

Roll on gypsy, roll on—
Roll on gypsy roll on
Roll on gypsy roll on
Won’t you carry me back home

A pretty girl, so sweet and young, looking for love what have I done?
Another lie, but what’s at stake? Another heart will have to break

Roll on gypsy, roll on—
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Won’t you carry me back home

No one knows me, just what I play, what’s the difference anyway?
My heart and soul in a melody, but another song is all it’ll ever be

Roll on gypsy, roll on—
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Won’t you carry me back home

Can’t take another step but on I go—
Just a bottle of Jack and then it’s on with the show…
On with the show…
On with the show….

Larger than life in the lights I stand, Jack in my mind, guitar in my hand
This loneliness it tears me apart, tears fall like rain inside my heart

Roll on gypsy, roll on—
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Won’t you carry me back home

The roar of the crowd on which I thrive, a fleeting fix that keeps me alive
The house lights fall it’s time to go—one more mile and one more show!

Singing,

Roll on gypsy, roll on—
Roll on gypsy, roll on
Roll on gypsy, roll on
The road goes on and on…

Roll on gypsy roll on
Turn this bus around and take me home
Roll on gypsy roll on
Won’t you carry me?-----


THE LAST LEMUR
D.Johnson/K.Buniewski
Omega Train copyright 1992

Well it’s a mighty fine day for a genocide
Napalm bisque leaves you hollow inside
Like a tomcat strafing on a sunny day
Kiss the children ‘fore their skin is flayed

But don’t shoot me down, I’m the last lemur
Lost to all the world, I make my stand
Don’t shoot me down…I’m the last lemur
War from the dawn of time--where will it end?

Rockets red glare in the heart of town
Open fire till they all fall down
A baby cries while her momma bled
All are guilty till they’re proven dead

But don’t shoot me down, I’m the last lemur
Lost to all the world, I make my stand
Don’t shoot me down…I’m the last lemur
War from the dawn of time--where will it end?

Third world death on the evening news
Right after weather and the flick reviews
Government boasts of an even trade
You’ve got a thousand points of light for a million slain

But don’t shoot me down, I’m the last lemur
Lost to all the world, I make my stand
Don’t shoot me down…I’m the last lemur
War from the dawn of time--where will it end?

Cash in the chips ‘cause the time is nigh
Take the plunge for global suicide
For with just one jerk from either side
Head for Mars because it’s fusion time

But don’t shoot me down, I’m the last lemur
Lost to all the world, I make my stand
Don’t shoot me down…I’m the last lemur
War from the dawn of time--where will it end?
But don’t shoot me down, I’m the last lemur
Lost to all the world, I make my stand
Don’t shoot me down…I’m the last lemur
War from the dawn of time--where will it end?

Yeah—oh no, oh no—shoot me down
Shoot me down…down down down down
Yeah—oh no, oh no—shoot me down
Shoot me down.. down down down down
Shoot me down



JUST A FRIEND
D.Johnson/M.Fahad
Omega Train copyright 1991

I’m just a boy. Just a boy next door
Vying for your attention.
I don’t know…don’t know what’s in store
Or know your intentions.
Just take a look at me.
I want you so badly.
But you…you can’t see
And I’ve lost again.
‘Cause all you want is a friend. Oh no…
oh yeah. All you want is a
FRIEND

Knobby-kneed bitch, got a problem with me?
You ain’t worth my phlegm
Sitting here ripping my heart out.
This shit will never end.
You say you want sensitivity?
Another lie from hell!
It doesn’t matter that I waste my time
You’re just tolling the bell.

Just a friend, whoa no I’m just your friend
Just a friend, whoa yeah. I’m just your friend

Panama Jack and a bottle of wine
Best date I ever had
After you told me it was right on time
Drunk crazy and mad
Give me something don’t lie to me
Give the devil his due
Don’t you tell me that I’m good enough
I’m just a eunuch to you

Just a friend, whoa no I’m just your friend
Just a friend, whoa yeah. I’m just your friend

You say it’s not the money
Or the clothes that I wear
You say “It’s just my attitude” HA!
That came out of nowhere
Give me something, stop fronting with me
Lay it straight on the line
If you don’t want the goods leave ‘em on the shelf, fuck it—
Just say ‘NO” next time

Just a friend, whoa no I’m just your friend
Just a friend, whoa yeah. I’m just your friend

Just a friend, just a friend
Goddamn you girl I’m just your friend, yeah…
Coming home…coming home

Put it into fifth gear baby, I’m running

MICHELLE
D.Johnson/M.Fahad
Omega Train copyright 1991

Just a six time loser on the prowl in a sewer last Saturday night
I tried hookin’ with the lookers but the hookers ain’t lookin’
A major oversight
Head games with the dames inflames my psyche-it really burns me up
But the sinners are the winners leaves us looking like beginners
Or close runners up (in the “breeder’s cup, baby)

But like a bolt from the blue, Michelle you saved me
Then the sun came through, Michelle you saved me
I got a new attitude, because you saved me
Saved me
Saved me---Michelle

Crash and burn every turn never learned the reason though I thought it through
Who wouldn’t feel strife facing Gooden in the ninth, with an 0 and 2?
Give and take on the make when your ego’s at stake. and it’s medium rare
So it goes I suppose when she turns up her nose.
.you’re in the frigidaire..(and it’s pretty COLD in there)

But like a bolt from the blue, Michelle you saved me
Then the sun came through, Michelle you saved me
I got a new attitude, because you saved me
Saved me
Saved me---Michelle

Whoa child, I threw out all the lines
Like something wild, you took my hand, I knew you were mine
Those deep brown eyes cast an evil hex on me
Made me realize, that this is not a fantasy

To rehash, we were trashed. We moved way too fast. It was criminal
But the things that you said still ring through my head..it ain’t subliminal
Cruisin’ cars, filthy bars and emotional scars; you can see my plight
Such a waste when you’re getting such a sweet taste of heaven
For just one night…(and that shit ain’t right)

But like a bolt from the blue, Michelle you saved me
Then the sun came through, Michelle you saved me
I got a new attitude, because you saved me
Saved me
Saved me---Michelle

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