Big machines
Keep on pumping
While all the little ones think about jumping
Lightning
Don't strike twice
Conductor keeps riding while dreaming of his favorite vice
My blue eyed baby
Works twelve hour days
Wish I had a job that gives me far more pay
So she can lie
By my side
And say "Thank you dear for giving me the good life"
Wheels will spin
Foundations rot
Always want something that you just don't got
Find a way
To make it through
There's always green grass past the black and blue