Doomsday's train is steaming down the line
The scedule seems to work out fine
Then you come in and shock 'm up
And say: "We better stop all together now"

Well, if you wanna stop that train
You've gotta have a thing that's plain
And if you don't: it's too bad you've paid
Let's get it straight, what's the matter now?

Ow!
Ah!

Then you say: "I forgot my love
She's two feet tall and pretty tough
But yet I can't go without that
So don't be mad, blow the whistle now"
Oooh!

Breaks all the rules to stop the doomsday train, yeah!
But in this case it's worth the pain
Let there be love, like a poet said
His judgement has, I'm no judge