In the shuffling madess, of the locomotive breath,
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Runs the all-time loser, headlong to his death.
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He feels the piston scraping
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Steam breaking on his brow
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Old Charlie stole the handle and
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The train won't stop going
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No way to slow down.
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He sees his children jumping off
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At the stations - one by one.
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His woman and his best friend
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In bed and having fun.
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He's crawling down the corridor
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On his hands and knees
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Old Charlie stole the handle and
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The train won't stop going
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No way to slow down.
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He hears the silence howling --
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Catches angels as they fall.
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And the all-time winner
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Has got him by the balls.
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He picks up Gideons Bible
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Open at page one
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Old Charlie stole the handle and
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The train won't stop going
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No way to slow down.
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Locomotive Breath
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