In the shuffling madness of the locomotive breath
runs the alltime loser headlong to his death.
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. Oh
He sees his children jumping off at stations one by one.
His woman and his best friend in bed and having fun.
he's crawling down the corridor on his...
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