In the shuffling madness Of the locomotive breath, Runs the all-time loser, Headlong to his death He feels the piston scraping Steam breaking on his brow Old Charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going No way to slow down
He sees his children jumping off At the stations one by one His woman and his best friend In bed and having fun He's crawling down the corridor On his hands and knees Old Charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going No way to slow down
He hears the silence howling Catches angels as they fall And the all-time winner Has got him by the balls He picks up Gideon's Bible Open at page one God stole the handle and The train won't stop going No way to slow down
