esta canção (a minha preferida dos pretenders) foi escrita a pensar em ray davies, a alma dos kinks, a quem chrissie hynde esteve ligada durante algum tempo, mas o sentido da canção mudou para um tom bem mais sombrio, depois de james honeyman-scott, o guitarrista da banda, ter morrido prematura e inesperadamente, vítima de uma overdose aos 25 anos em 1982.

i found a picture of you,
what hijacked my world that night
to a place in the past
we've been cast out of?
now we're back in the fight
we're back on the train
oh, back on the chain gang

a circumstance beyond our control,
the phone, the tv and the news of the world
got in the house like a pigeon from hell,
threw sand in our eyes and descended like flies
put us back on the train
oh, back on the chain gang

the powers that be
that force us to live like we do
bring me to my knees
when i see what they've done to you
but i'll die as i stand here today
knowing that deep in my heart
they'll fall to ruin one day
for making us part

i found a picture of you,
those were the happiest days of my life
like a break in the battle was your part,
in the wretched life of a lonely heart
now we're back on the train
oh, back on the chain gang