Trans-Siberian Standoff

With only seconds left

before the squadron begins to wane,

there’s a Trans-Siberian Standoff

like a Mexican standoff.

Judging by the wrinkles in their uniforms,

looks as if they flew in on some unicorns.

It’s a Trans-Siberian Standoff.

I’m in a Trans-Siberian Standoff.

Riches to rags that bastard continues to nag,

even though she’s clearly lured

by the men in back.

A harlot with brains,

throw this bitch off of my train.

There will be...

There will be...

There will be...

war!

Flag it down

while the world bows down.

Nobody is gonna protect you.

Flag it down

while the gods countdown.

I think they’re coming for you.

In a matter of days

the city will be all up in flames

and she will be sifting through

the ruins I’ve made.

Trust and you’ll see,

I’m a man of great sympathy.

She will be...

She will be...

She will be...

torn.

Flag it down

while the world bows down.

Nobody is gonna protect you.

Flag it down

while the gods countdown.

I think they’re coming for you.

There will be no one coming for you!

Li li li la de da de di di di di...

There will be no one

Coming for you!