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 that watched her go You know he couldn't slow down No he couldn't slow down He sees his children jumping off at stations one by one His woman and his best friend in bed and having fun Crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that watched her go No he couldn't slow down No he couldn't 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 Gideons Bible open at page one I thank God he stole the handle and the train that watched her go You know he couln't slow down No he couldn't slow down
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