Like the last of the good ol’ puffer trains,I’m the last of the blood and sweat brigade,And I don’t know where I’m going, or why I came.I’m the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains.I’m the last of the good old renegades.All my friends are all middle class and grey,But I live in a museum, so I’m okay.I’m the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains.Like the last of the good ol’ choo-choo trains,Huff and puff ’till I blow this world away,And I’m gonna keep on rollin’ till my dying day.I’m the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains.Like the last of the good ol’ puffer trains,I’m the last of the soot and scum[? ] brigade,And all this peaceful living is drivin’ me insane.I’m the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains.I’m the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains.