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Songwriters: IAN ANDERSON
In the shuffling madnessOf 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 andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.He sees his children jumping offAt the stations -- one by one.His woman and his best friend --In bed and having fun.He's crawling down the corridorOn his hands and knees --Old Charlie stole the handle andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.He hears the silence howling --Catches angels as they fall.And the all-time winnerHas got him by the balls.He picks up Gideon's Bible --Open at page one --God stole the handle andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.
by: BlaZe.
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Songwriters: IAN ANDERSON
In the shuffling madnessOf 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 andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.He sees his children jumping offAt the stations -- one by one.His woman and his best friend --In bed and having fun.He's crawling down the corridorOn his hands and knees --Old Charlie stole the handle andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.He hears the silence howling --Catches angels as they fall.And the all-time winnerHas got him by the balls.He picks up Gideon's Bible --Open at page one --God stole the handle andThe train won't stop going --No way to slow down.
by: BlaZe.