Midnight Locomotive

Verse 1

Sirens laughing in the city heat,

Neon bleeding on a dead-end street.

Preachers shouting from a broken screen,

Everybody’s selling gasoline.

Heads are spinning like a loaded wheel,

Nobody knows what anybody feels.

Truth got buried in a paper crown,

Now the whole wide world is upside down.

Pre-Chorus

I hear the thunder rolling,

I feel the engines start.

The night is losing control,

With a spark inside its heart.

Chorus

We’re riding that midnight locomotive,

Steel wheels are screaming like a bad dream rolling.

Going off track, but we’re laughing through the flame,

Everybody’s wild, and nobody takes the blame.

Midnight locomotive, tearing through the rain,

Can’t slow down when the world’s gone insane.

Verse 2

Kings and jesters in the same parade,

Throwing shadows from a gold charade.

Kids keep dancing on a fault-line floor,

While the rich man locks another door.

Static preaching through the telephone,

Everybody feels a little more alone.

But the riff kicks in, and the lights explode,

So we raise our fists and shake the road.

Pre-Chorus

I hear the thunder rolling,

I feel the engines start.

The night is losing control,

With a spark inside its heart.

Chorus

We’re riding that midnight locomotive,

Steel wheels are screaming like a bad dream rolling.

Going off track, but we’re laughing through the flame,

Everybody’s wild, and nobody takes the blame.

Midnight locomotive, tearing through the rain,

Can’t slow down when the world’s gone insane.

Guitar Solo

Bridge

Round and round, the rumors fly,

Smoke in the lungs of a burning sky.

Round and round, the pressure climbs,

We’re running out of borrowed time.

But I won’t kneel, I won’t crawl,

I’ll stand up laughing when the heavens fall.

If madness is the king tonight,

I’ll steal the crown and start a fight.

Final Chorus

We’re riding that midnight locomotive,

Steel wheels are screaming like a bad dream rolling.

Going off track, but we’re laughing through the flame,

Everybody’s wild, and nobody takes the blame.

Midnight locomotive, tearing through the rain,

Can’t slow down when the world’s gone insane.

Outro

Midnight locomotive, hear that whistle cry,

Black smoke rising to a blood-red sky.

If the rails give out, let the whole thing shake,

We’ll ride the noise till the morning breaks.