In the shuffling madess of the locomotive breath, runs the all-time loser, headlong to his death. 'Oh' He feels the piston scraping -- steam breaking on his brow -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train 'it' won't stop going -- no way to slow down. 'OhooOh'
He sees his children 'jump' off at the stations -- one by one. His woman and his best friend -- in bed and having fun. 'Oh' He's crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train 'it' won't stop going -- no way to slow down. 'Heaheya'
He hears the silence howling -- catches angels as they fall. And the all-time winner has got him by the balls. 'Oh' He picks up Gideons Bible -- open at page one -- 'I think' GOD 'he' stole the handle and the train 'it' won't stop going -- no way to slow down. 'no it couldn't slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down'