The Roots - Writer's Block lyrics

Oooh up, upup, upup, up
Up, upup, UP UP UP! UP! UP! UP!
UP I, UP I, UP I step, UP I walk
UP I climb, to the platform
On which I await the arrival of the
Black liiiine 2000 the abstract night train
That should be arriving
In approximately eight complete lifetimes
Do you dig that, ON, track number one
Or is it my one track mind?
With the same two hundred
Funky people packed together
On one car that seats sixty
Reminiscent of the Middle Passage
Only now we, gliiiide
Over oceans of steel
And at the speed of light
From the window, in my eye, I can't see
Damn! Brother, excuse me brother
Would you mind not dripping your
Umbrella into my lap?
Now where was I? What, change to spare?
Man you better change your mind
Change your plan change your attitude
Change your ideas to change your position
As I change my seat
And I change the channel on my WatchMan
Just in time, special guest, The Roots
On the sOULLLLL TRAIN!
John Coltrane and Chinese food is
My date for the night
With that woman, with that girl
With that woman
With that lady, with that woman
With that child
Child I'm honey, honey child, and I gots ta
Gotta, gots ta, gotta gots ta
Gots ta gotta gotta get ready
Ready ready to go, read-read to go
Going, going, going, going
Going, going, going, gONE
DAMN! I missed my stopwriters Block, hah!