[Intro] [Record scratch, horse whinny, western saloon piano fade-in] [Fast boom-bap beat drops with electric guitar twang] Yeah... 1885, Hill Valley! Doc's trapped in the Old West! Got the DeLorean out of the cave, put on the poncho... Call me Clint Eastwood! Let's ride! [Verse 1] Stepped off the wire in the dusty trail sand Cactus in the desert, Indian raid on the land Fuel line busted, no gas in this town Had to tow it with horses just to get it around Walked in the saloon, ordered up a ice water Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen looking for a slaughter Shot at my boots, made me jump, made me dance Said "Eighteen-eighty-five ain't no place for romance!" Found Doc at the forge, beating iron on the wheel Showed him the tombstone, had to make it all real Septic tank explosion, Mad Dog on the prowl Gotta find a way back before the night owl! [Chorus] [Heavy drums, energetic wild west brass stabs] Back to the West, running out of track! Eighty-eight miles and we can't look back! No gas in the tank, gotta use steam power, Pushing to the limit at the final hour! Back, back, back to eighty-five! Gotta get the train moving just to stay alive! [Verse 2] Doc fell in love, saw Clara on the ridge Saved her runaway wagon right before the broken bridge Now his heart’s in the past, mine is set on the clock "Mad Dog" challenged me, high noon at the block! Monday morning came, put the iron stove plate Right under my poncho, locked in on my fate! Biff's great-granddad took the shot, thought I was dead Kicked the gun out his hand, knocked him out cold instead! Fell right into manure, town square cheered out loud Clint Eastwood legend leaving Hill Valley proud! [Chorus] [Heavy drums, energetic wild west brass stabs] Back to the West, running out of track! Eighty-eight miles and we can't look back! No gas in the tank, gotta use steam power, Pushing to the limit at the final hour! Back, back, back to eighty-five! Gotta get the train moving just to stay alive! [Bridge] [Fast locomotive rhythm, heavy steam chugging sound effects, blistering guitar solo] Hijacked the steam train, high-speed chase on the rail! Presto logs burning, turning red, yellow, pale! DeLorean on the tracks, pushed right up to the front Clara on the side of the engine in the hunt! Doc grabbed her on the hoverboard, flying in the sky! I hit eighty-eight just as the ravine came by! [Verse 3] [Beat switches back to modern electronic 1985 synth beat] Flash of light, sparks flying, back to eighty-five! Train tracks ended, jumped out and stayed alive! Freight train smashed the car, metal flying in the air DeLorean destroyed... guess the timeline is fair! Jennifer on the porch, everything is right Then a sound from the tracks in the middle of the night! Steam train flying with the time engine roaring, Doc and his family through the centuries soaring! [Outro] [Train horn blasts, epic choir swell, beat drops] "Doc! Where you going now?! Back to the future?!" Doc smiles from the cab: "Nope... already been there!" "Your future hasn't been written yet, Marty..." "Make it a good one!" [Steam release sound effect, sonic boom time-warp fade]