Jethro Tull - Locomotive Breath

In the shuffling madness 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 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 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 Gideon's Bible Open at page one I thank God he stole the handle and The train—it won't stop going No way to slow down No way to slow down No way to slow down No way to slow down No way to slow down No way to slow down No way to slow down