Lyrics

Well, faith flies off the mountain everyday No parachute and no prayers to say Yes, my faith flies off a mountain everyday And there's no parachute, no goddamn prayers to say Frightened little monkey up a telegraph pole Sending out a signal to somebody, somebody Somebody, please, somebody I want to hear a song that makes me believe in something I want to hear a song that makes me believe something I want to hear a song that makes me believe there's something to believe in I want to hear a song that makes me believe Hey! Had a dream... I was riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory Riding on a train, the train was bound for Hell Riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure Riding on a train bound for Hell The engine with human blood was damp The headlight was a brimstone lamp An imp, for fuel, was shovelin' bones And the furnace roared with a thousand groans The tank was filled with lager beer The Devil himself was engineer The passengers were a mixed-up crew Churchman, Atheist, Baptist, Jew The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags Handsome girls, wrinkled hags Black men, yellow, red and white Chained together, fearful sight The train rushed on at an awful pace The sulfur fumes burned hands and face Wilder and wilder the country grew Faster and faster the engine flew Loud and terrible thunder crashed Whiter, brighter lightning flashed Hotter still the air became Till clothes were burned from each shrieking frame There came a fearful ear-splitting yell; Yelled Satan: "Gents, the next stop's Hell!" 'Twas then the passengers shrieked with pain And begged the Devil to stop the train: "Stop this train!" He shrieked and roared and grinned with glee And mocked and laughed at their misery "My friends, you've bought your seats on this road I've got to get through with a complete load You bully the weak, you've cheated the poor The starving tramp you turned from the door You've laid up gold till your purses bust You've given way to your beastly lust You've mocked at God in your hell-full pride You've killed, and you've cheated, you've plundered and lied You've double-crossed men, and you've swore, and you've stole Not a one but is perjured in body and soul Body and soul So you've paid full fare, and I'll carry you through If there's one don't belong, I'd like to know who And here's a time when I ain't no liar I'll land you all safe in a land of fire And your flesh will scorch in the flames that roar You'll sizzle and burn from rind to core!" Then I awoke with a thrilling cry My were clothes were wet, my hair stood high And I prayed as I've never until that hour To be saved from Hell and the Devil's power It appears that my vows were not in vain And I paid no fare on that Hell-bound train