For I am an engine and I'm holding on The world is all bending and breaking from me But sweetness alone who flew out threw the window And landed back home in a garden of green ♪ You're riding alone in the back of a steamer And steaming yourself in the warm shower spray And water rolls on off the round captain's belly Who's talking to tigers from his cafeteria tray ♪ And sweet babies cry for the cool taste of milking That milky delight that invited us all And if there's a taste in this life more inviting Then wake up your windows and watch As the sweet babies crawl away