Challenger
The angry engineer
We're graveyard-boundOn a hijacked trainWe're sitting downStanding up and sitting down againEveryone inside is scaredThey're holding hands to handle screamsThey're singing aloudOr reading the paper to tune it outWe're traveling atomic tracksThrough landmine fields of doomSomehow I made my wayTo the engineer's roomI said: Hit the brakes, stop the trainThere's innocent people back thereHe just smiled, shook his headAnd put his fist into the air5-4-3-2-1 ground zeroThrow your hands in the airIf you don't want to get to where we're goingThen why did you pay the fare
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