Football Train

I got pulled over last night
They said «Boy what’s your name?
Whatcha got inside that back pack?»
It wasn’t easy to explain
I was just waiting on the platform
Trying to keep out of the rain
That’s what you get
When you’re waiting for the football train
You gotta know who your friends are
You gotta know where you stand
When you take a chance down on Young Street
You take your life into your hands
They took my bottle of Jimmy Beam
And poured it right down the drain
That’s what you get
When you’re waiting for the football train
Those city mission angels
They do the best they can do
Maybe tonight I won’t be sleeping
Rougher than you, rougher than you
I was standin' on the platform
Trying to keep out of the rain
That’s what you get
when you’re waiting for the football train
That’s what you get
When you’re waiting for the football train