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.