Lyrics:

The sun goes down on the edge of town
The overseer's eyes slowly move around
In a Berlin winter 1938
Observing the station and the human freight

He he...

A hidden boat in a stormy night
Full of skulking passengers 1945
A sleeping demon travels coast to coast
Seeking fertile soil and a willing host

He he...

Under the silent danger of a white man's gun
Black men slave at loading dirty wagons
A rumour grows slowly with mountains of ore
The new white boss is from the land that made world
Wide war

He he...

He said:
Vorwärts, niggers, gotta load this train
Load it till you breads down under pressure
Unter meinem Kommando wird euch alles vergehn
I wanna see you sweat I wanna see you strain

Load this train
Forget 95 tons
I want a 110
I've warned you once

And I've warned you again
There's a storm on it's way way way

The sun cuts down like a razor blade
It's South West Africa 1988
The overseer's eyes are too tired to see
The Swapo's guns sighted silently

He he...

And the black man says:
Come on, brothers let's load this train
Load it till it breaks down under pressure
Load it till the wheels stop turning around
Load it till the walls com tumblin' down