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"