You got the motor running...

You've got the machine

I guess you're going somewhere

Maybe you've been?

All the sins of my life

They're on holiday

So if you see them

Tell them I'm okay

C'mon up

C'mon up and ride it

C'mon up

C'mon up and ride it

The local bondage madam

Stinking of gin

Asked me a favor

I couldn't slip it in

Me I'm the bus conductor

I like the way it sounds

I like a locomotive

And living underground

C'mon up

C'mon up and ride it

C'mon up

C'mon up and ride it