Everyone knew she was gonna be fast Everyone said they could build her to last 10,000 tons of hurtlin steel Screamin round the curves nobody at the wheel Everyone said don't pay it any mind There's a pot of gold waitin at the end of the line Just move with the eye of the hurricane You'll never get off this runaway train Nobody cared when they piled on board And the doors snapped shut and the engines roared They pushed to the front Some fell to the back Buyin and sellin every inch of the track Deep in the engines fire in the hole Dark skinned workers shovelin coal All singin their sad refrain We'll never get off this runaway train Up in the diner everybody decked out in their finery Can't see the wreck comin up ahead With their bellies full of wine It's the last thing going through their minds So proud of the engine proud of the speed Call for the porter give them everything they need Stare through the glass feel no pain Don't even know they're on a runaway train Long after midnight a pitiful few sound the alarm Don't know what else to do Bangin on the doors of the cabin and crew Hey we gotta slow down or we won't make it through Sleepy riders don't want to wake Or suffer the shock when they put on the brake Don't want to question , don't want to complain Rather keep ridin on this runaway trainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
