Train Of Consequences — текст песни (Megadeth)

I`m doing you a favor
As I`m taking all your money
I guess I should feel sorry
But I don`t even trust me
There`s bad news creeping up
And you feel a sudden chill
How do you do? My name is Trouble
I`m coming in for the kill...
And you know I will

Set the ball a rollin
I`ll be clicking off the miles
On the train of consequences
My boxcar life o` style
My thinking is derailed
I`m tied up to the tracks
The train of consequences
There ain`t no turning back

No hourse ever ran as fast
As the money that you bet
I`m blowing on my cards
And play them to my chest
Life`s fabric is corrupt
Shot through with corroded thread
As for me I hocked my brains
Packed my bags and headed west