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 jumping 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
he picks up gideons bible
open at page one.
i say god he stole the handle and
the train it won't stop going
no way to slow down. *
önce nefis piyano intro'suyla, sonra çuf çuf çuf diye giden ritm gitarıyla, en son ian anderson'un nefis flüt solosuyla, aqualung gibi bir albümün en mükemmel şarkılarından.
(bkz: jethro tull)
