Theologically interesting lyric (TIL) #1: Electric Train

Ok, this is the beginning of a series I’ve been meaning to start up for quite some time.

My mission: I’m going to post a lyric that attempts to make theological/philosophical observations I find interesting. I may or may not choose to highlight my own specific thoughts on the subject (but you’ll probably be able to get some idea from looking at the post tags).

Your mission: Tell us what you think of the message of the lyric. For instance, tell what you think the lyricist(s) observations were, what you think of those observations, or how well they performed lyrical artistry in this song. Don’t concentrate so much on why you do or don’t like the artist/musical genre, etc.

Electric Train

written by Larry Tagg, recorded by Bourgeois Tagg on Bourgeois Tagg

In the beginning…I had nothing to do
I was all alone in a big empty room
So I decided to build myself an electric train
It took six days’ time, things were never the same

Monday I built the track
It looked straight but it came right back
‘Cause it curved so slow if you leave from here
You go far as you can go and you’ll be back in a year

Monday, Tuesday, line the railway
Wednesday, Thursday, make it straight
Friday, Saturday, watch out that day
Saturday could be a big mistake

Chorus:

Monday, Tuesday, line the railway
Wednesday, Thursday, make it straight
Friday, Saturday, watch out for Saturday
That day could be a big mistake

Friday I took my train
I shined it, I greased it, I shined it again
I set the groove of the wheels on the rail
But it only moved when I pushed it myself

So by Saturday evening I wasn’t alone
‘Cause I took it and gave it a mind of its own
It’d grease its own wheels, it’d make its own way
I said to myself, “This train is gonna run ’til judgment day.”

Monday, Tuesday, line the railway
Wednesday, Thursday, make it straight
Friday, Saturday, watch out that day
Saturday could be a big mistake

Monday, Tuesday, line the railway
Wednesday, Thursday, make it straight
Friday, Saturday, watch out for Saturday
That day could be a big mistake

Sunday was my day of rest
I sat back and watched it go
It went backwards and forwards, it went too fast
It heated up the track ’til it started to glow
And pretty soon the rails were fried
My electric train jumped the track
And there it was, it lay on its side
All twisted and burnt black

Monday, Tuesday, line the railway
Wednesday, Thursday, you gotta make it straight
Friday, Saturday, next time no Saturday
That day was a big mistake

I’ll make it again, work out the kinks
You can’t win with a train that thinks

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