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