Penn Station

Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 In Penn station tonight
 With a toothbrush and a comb
 Five dollars and a dead cellphone, oh Lord
 No photo ID
 No past to torture me, oh Lord
 No past to torture me
 Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 In Penn station tonight
 Oh, how sweetly I do sleep
 On the bathroom tile where the porters sweep
 With a nickel in my hand
 Like the star of Bethlehem, oh Lord
 Like the star of Bethlehem
 And I know on track number seven
 There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord
 But a faster train's coming near
 Got the devil engineers, oh Lord
 Got the devil engineers
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 Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord
 In the Penn station tonight
 And I know on track number seven
 There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord
 But a faster train's coming near
 Got the devil engineers, oh Lord
 Got the devil engineers