Lyrics

In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all-time loser
Headlong to his death
Well, he feels the pistons scraping
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie, he stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down
Oh yeah
He sees his children jumping off
At stations one by one
His woman and his best friend
In bed and having fun
Well, he's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees
Old Charlie, he stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No way to slow down
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
Well, he picks up Gideon's Bible
Oh, it's 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
Oh, 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
Oh, no way to slow down
No way to slow down
No way to, no way to
Oh, slow down
Written by: Ian Anderson
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