Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Locomotive Breath
In the shuffling madess 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 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. He`s crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train 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 -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train won`t stop going -- no way to slow down.
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