Locomotive Breath (special Cat version) Lyrics

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 b****.
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