On my way out on a westbound train
Well it gets in my blood - it gets in my brain
They say all that you need is a dollar and a dream
But a lifetime is such a long time to wait

From the shores of the Atlantic
To that evil desert town
Unseen forces pull us forward
And I’m riding that Fast Train Down

Spent thirteen years in this old warehouse
The boxes come in and the boxes go out
I caught my first glimpse of sunlight today
When I pinned my hopes on the westbound train

The conductor holds his wallet
while the steward eyes his watch
Unseen forces pull us forward
As I’m riding that fast train down

You pull on the arm and the wheels turn round
Press on the handle and it all swirls down
Push on the button someone comes to ease your pain
And you rattle them bones - you’re at it again

So count your winnings, count your losses
Pawn your trumpet, hock your crown
Unseen forces pull us forward
And I’m riding that fast train down