Dreams are born on the faces In the hands inside the pockets Screamin' like a rocket Here in the station Desperate dirty winos Skin and bones of widows The crippled, lonely, heartbroke Here in the station, here in the station Life's taken all they've done Left ev'rything they hope to do And given 'em a place here in the station Well-read d**tore who*es Smilin' shufflin' through the doors Dimes and nickles for their chores Here in the station Damn two bit nineball hustlers Poolhalls in their eyeballs Hittin' on restless teenage mothers Here in the station, here in the station Life's taken all they've done Left ev'rything they hope to do And given 'em a place here in the station The clock strikes down to seconds The gates open to floodin' The hours come to reckon Here's a twenty Dreams are born on the faces In the hands inside the pockets Screamin' like a rocket Here in the station Life's taken all they've done Left ev'rything they hope to do And given 'em a place here in the station