Right. Platform clear. Ie me rivets, rods, a boiler with weight, Old steel pulling and I'm at the gate. Green on the tank and the lining done right, Heavy on the rail - now that's my sight. E2 tank, compact and proud, Lionel six-three-five - turn it up loud. Mark 5 coaches rolling in line, Old-school engineering suits me fine. I want wheels with purpose, Machinery seen. Steam in the cylinders, Old electric clean. [Chorus | Heavy Bass | Group Response] I like big trains and I cannot lie, Heavy on the rail is my kind of ride. Big green engine, rods all showing, Couplers knock and the whole lot's going. Steam power? (Aye!) Old electric? (Aye!) Proper weight? (Aye!) Rolling freight? (Aye!) Give me steel by the ton - Unless you've got fifty tons, hun. [Instrumental Break | Bass Solo | Drum Cuts] [Verse 2 | Rap | Driving] Pere Marquette twelve-twenty-five, Two-eight-four and built to drive. Berkshire muscle, rods in a blur, That's the kind of machine I prefer. Flying Kipper cutting through cold, Mail on the move like the stories told. Travelling Post Office sorting in stride, That's how you send the post with pride. Henry green? Now that's done right. Red looks good, But green wins the fight. Then malachite rolls into view - That's the green that seals it for me too. [Call Response | Stop-Time | Crowd] Steam locomotive? (Aye!) Big old boiler? (Aye!) Vintage traction? (Aye!) Green all over? (Aye!) Heavy coaches? (Aye!) Long consist? (Aye!) One more wagon? (Aye!) Add it to the list! [Chorus | Heavy Bass | Group Response] I like big trains and I cannot lie, Heavy on the rail is my kind of ride. Big green engine, rods all showing, Couplers knock and the whole lot's going. Steam power? (Aye!) Old electric? (Aye!) Proper weight? (Aye!) Rolling freight? (Aye!) Give me steel by the ton - Unless you've got fifty tons, hun. [Instrumental Break | Brass Stabs | Scratch Solo] [Verse 3 | Playful Rap | Sparse Beat] Now let's talk about the back of the train, Yeah - the caboose gets mentioned again. Marker lamps glowing, last in line, Rolling out behind and looking just fine. Modern trains? They're... all right. Too clean, too quiet, Not my delight. I want switches, gauges, Something with clout. Something that takes some effort When you're bringing it out. And don't bring a handcar, Don't even begin. If I've got to pump it myself, I'm not getting in. [Breakdown | Bass And Drums | Call Response] Big wheels? (Aye!) Big weight? (Aye!) Green paint? (Aye!) Old freight? (Aye!) Steam? (Aye!) Electric? (Aye!) Proper old traction? Absolutely! [Instrumental Break | Funk Bass | Turntable Solo] [Final Chorus | Full Band | Crowd Response] I like big trains and I cannot lie, Heavy on the rail is my kind of ride. Boiler or motor, give me something strong, Old-school traction pulling all day long. Big green engine? (Aye!) Fifty tons? (Aye!) Another ten? (Aye!) Keep 'em coming, hun! From the engine up front To the caboose behind, If it's big, old and heavy, That's exactly my kind. [Outro | Bass Reprise | Spoken] Green. Heavy. Proper traction. No handcar. We're done.
