Jethro Tull - Locomitive Breath Lyrics
In the Shuffling madessof the locomotive breath,runs the all time loser,headlong to his death.He feels the piston scrapingsteam breaking on his browold Charlie stole the handle and thetrain won't stop goingno way to slow down.He sees his children jumping offat stations one by one.His woman and his best friendin bed and having fun.Crawling down the corridoron his hands and kneesold Charlie stole the handle andthe train won't stop goingno way to slow down.He hears the silence howlingcatches angels as they fall.And the all time winnerhas got him by the balls.He picks up Gideons Bibleopen at page oneold Charlie stole the handle andthe train won't stop goingno way to slow down