Train, train, train….
Train of fools.
Stained terrain...
toxic pools

The creeps were cheap;
saving dough was the plan.
It started out,
then drained on the terrain.
Not a thought given to safety,
a company run by fools.
Then the train careened,
and out spilled toxic pools.

Land was stained…
poison pools.

Then the flames
rose, turned the sky pink.
The poison streamed to
water people drink.

The people had to leave their homes.
Will the fools ever atone
or continue to be sleazy?
They will continue to do what’s wrong
and send out crappy terrain-staining trains

Trains, trains, trains….
Trains of fools.
Flame, flame, flame,
flaming fuels.

Lies they’re suborning
right after the train break.
Will the Feds make ’em pay?
Maybe Feds will be on the take.

Train, train, train….
Train of fools.
Brains, brains, brains,
brains o’ stool