The boilers gone all wrong, 
the linesman like to smoke and lets the train keep going, 
lets the train keep rolling 
And when it floats away, 
that bridge was never safe whats all the town folks say, 
now the towns folk pray 
That we, will rise on up to the sky, 
rest in the gaze of the lord on high, 
there ain't no lord on high 
She likes to eat the skin, to fall in love with angels of the morning, 
sings a while 
While we, will rise on up to the sky, 
rest in the gaze of the lord on high, 
there ain't no lord on high 
And we, will rise on up to the sky, 
rest in the gaze of the lord on high, 
there ain't no lord on high