In the club, the Model Railroad Club,

A motherfucker said shit about my trains.

Might as well have took a shit on my brain

Cuz I went insane.

I laid track on his ass with a styrofoam bat.

But the president never did let me back after that.

Shit, I said, "Fuck you.

Who the fuck needs a punk ass choo-choo crew anyhoo?"

My trains, uh.

My trains, uh.

I got small ones. Tiny little trains.

I come down here just to get away.

My trains, uh.

M-m-m-m-my trains, uh.

It's like magic. Magic trains.

I wish these trains could take me away.

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak