The Drones - The Downbound Train lyrics

A stranger laying on a bar room floor Had drank so much he couldn't drink no more He fell asleep inside his worried brain And dreamt he rode on a down bound train The engine with blood was sweaty and damp Brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp And for fuel there was skin and bone And the whistle sang with a thousand moans The parlour was filled with the sweat of fear The Devil himself was the engineer The pa**engers were most a motley crew Some of them strangers and others he knew Wealthy old men brought poor babies in rags Handsome young ladies and wicked old hags Wider and wider the country grew Faster and faster the engine flew Louder and louder the thunder crashed Brighter and brighter the lighting flashed Hotter and hotter the air became Till their clothes were burned with each quivering flame Harder and harder they gasped for air Haha!!! said the Devil we're nearing there The train rushed on at a terrible pace Sulphuric fumes burned their hands and faces Oh how the pa**engers screamed in pain Begging old Satan to stop that train The stranger awoke with a terrible cry His clothes wet from sweating and his hair standing high He fell to his knees on the bar room floor And prayed a prayer like never before And Lord his prayers were not in vain For he never rode on a down bound train