Locomotive - Running Wild

Hundred-fifty tons of steel, rolling through the night

Sparks are dancing in the smoke, the fire’s raging wild

Hundredweights of blackest coal to feed its burning hunger

A melting pot of glowing steel, a hell of grime and smoke

Smoke and fire, run that pyre

Steam and thunder gonna roll you under

Rage and fury gonna spell its name, Locomotive

The railway’s gonna squeaking hard, wheels are dragging over

Red hot grease is on the steel, oiling all the bars

Rhythm’s gonna pounding hard, the monsters own thunder

The whistle-pipe is blowing strong, foretelling what to come

Smoke and fire, run that pyre

Steam and thunder gonna roll you under

Rage and fury gonna spell its name, Locomotive

The stoker’s gonna shoveling coal to melt it in the fire

Sweat is dripping from his brow, vaporizing in the heat

Pressure’s gonna rising high, speeding up the engine

Purgatory comes alive to burn on fires rage

So comon now

Hundred-fifty tons of steel, rolling through the night

Sparks are dancing in the smoke, the fire’s raging wild

Hundredweights of blackest coal to feed its burning hunger

A melting pot of glowing steel, a hell of grime and smoke

Smoke and fire, run that pyre

Steam and thunder gonna roll you under

Rage and fury gonna spell its name, Locomotive