Get get on upGet get on downI can see your faceIt looks like mineNo need to paint your face whiteNo need for a suntanPut your head on the tracksCloser, closer, closer, closer, closer, closer, closeI can see the lightSteel on steel, steel on steel, steel on steel, steel on steel, steel onsteel, steelHere comes the train, train, train, trainWatch out you’re deadTrain, train, train, trainWatch out your deadTrain, train, train, trainWatch out you’re deadGet, get on upGet, get back down againI can see your church, it looks like mineNo need for a protest, what we need is a prospect(chorus)