C.B.

CB: Okay, I copy, I read you
I have you spend three
GREASEBALL: Who You talking to? Who's that talking to you?
CB: It's Electra
GREASEBALL: Oh yeah? Whatcha got goin' there?
CB: He gave me a call, I talk to them all
GREASEBALL: Just remember who's side you are on
CB: I'm on mine
ELECTRA: CB, you brought me all this way
Okay, whatcha got to say?
CB: Couldn't say it over the air
Want you to know I'm gonna wipe out Rusty!
ELECTRA: You?! The Red Caboose?!
CB: Hey! Shhhh!! Turn down the juice!
Just cause I smile all the time
Don't mean I'm not into crime!
(COMPONENTS: Always at the back, I guess that you've
Got an awful lot to prove)
CB: Under the smiles, under the fun
I'm public enemy number one!
Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side Wrong track CB
See the news on your TV - Rail disaster
Ever wonder why was he getting faster?
Every time the Red Caboose takes a train
Seems to loose it's braking shoes
Can't explain
(COMPONENTS: Stop that train!)
CB: Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side Wrong track CB
Hiding at the back of the freight train, unsuspected
When they robbed the great train I collected
While the feds shake their heads I'm on the loose
There each time at the scene of the crime the Red Caboose
(COMPONENTS: Stop that train!)
CB: Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side Wrong track CB
The state police they don't suspect
I got old 97 wrecked
Interpol don't know that I
Crossed the bridge on the river Kwai
Seems like any train that takes me
Just doesn't get the brakes
Somebody go fetch a cop
Another train just failed to stop
(COMPONENTS: Brake that train!)
CB: Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side Wrong track CB
Ten four Smokey bear I could be anywhere
You know I'm to blame but you don't know my name
Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side Wrong track CB
C.B. Hanging loose
C.B. The Red Caboose!

RUSTY: I was robbed, it wasn't fair!
GREASEBALL: Look boy, you lost!
RUSTY: That CB he never took off the brakes
CB: Who, me?
RUSTY: Bet he did it for the other two's sakes
GREASEBALL: So what?
ELECTRA: Still don't get you anywhere
CB: That's how it goes
GREASEBALL: Hey CB you did that good
CB: Wow, Greaseball, thanks!
Did it look like I was holding him back?
ELECTRA & GREASEBALL: No way!
ELECTRA: Looked like everything was totally slack
CB: Mind you-
After all these years it should!
GREASEBALL: No-one would know
PEARL: Hey hold on, don't tell me CB's the reason that
He went so slow?
GREASEBALL: Course he was, he had his orders
So now you know
PEARL: I'll go tell the Marshal!
GREASEBALL: You're in it as well
They'll only suspend you if you ever tell
PEARL: This wasn't how I wanted it
This wasn't what I saw
Each time I try it seems that I
Get further from my vision than before!

RUSTY: You held me back!
CB: Ten-four, good buddy!
Trust no-one on the track
RUSTY: That's the last time I race with you
CB: That's right, the re-run is for just those two
The two real engines
Big strong engines
Call yourself an Engine?
You're no Engine!
Ten, ten, never again
You're no Engine!
Ten, Seven, gone to heaven
You're no Engine!



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Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd-webber, Richard Stilgoe
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