Locomotive Breath – Jethro Tull

Ian Anderson is the locomotive himself, pulling the band behind him for so many years.

Lyrics:

In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all-time loser,
Headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping —
Steam breaking on his brow —
Thank God, he 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 Gideon’s Bible —
Open at page one —
God stole the handle and
The train won’t stop going —
No way to slow down.

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