I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile. We've seen a dozen dreams in every passing mile. Can't begin to count the trips that she and I have made, But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.
Chorus: 900,000 Tons Of Steel, made to roll. Her brakes don't work and this grade's so steep, her engine's sure to blow. 900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control. She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.
It's one hell of an understatement to say she can get mean. She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine. She wasn't built to travel at the speed a rumor flys. These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn the ties.
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Murphy sure outdone himself to pick this strech of track. I can only hope my luck is riding in the back. Well I have prayed to God this ain't the death of me. I've done about everything but try dragging my feet.
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Ooh, ooh, I want to go down slow. Oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! 900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control. She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
