Freight
(Combination)
(The freight trains enter)
Breakdown: Oh no!
Arcee: Oh sucks!
Wasp: It's the freight trains.
Smokescreen: The dumb trucks!
Arcee: Forty tons of empty chrome.
Breakdown: The lights are on,
Smokescreen: But no-bot is home!
Arcee: Let's show them who's boss.
Breakdown: Let's play a joke.
Wasp: Yeah, let's have some fun.
Smokescreen: Let's have a smoke.
Breakdown: Here they come...
Arcee: To fill our station...
Wasp: With witty, sparkling conversation!
Trucks / coaches:
Freight is great! / That's brilliant! /
Freight is great! / Don't you wish you'd thought of that? /
We carry weight, 'cause we are freight.
And freight is great! / One more time! /
Freight is great! / Did you think of that all by yourselves? /
Freight is great! / It's s profound! /
We never sulk. We hulk the bulk.
'Cause freight is great! / Well, I certainly learned something today. /
We never make a fuss. We've got the goods on us.
We take the loads from off the roads. / Aha!
And freight is great! / You just listen to what the coach says!
Coaches:
Couldn't stand gravel and sand,
Being ignored, no-one on board,
Nobody complaining we were late again.
I should hate carrying freight, nobody living in me.
Got to be a living, breathing passenger train.
Trucks / coaches:
Freight is great! Freight is great!
Freight / Couldn't stand gravel and sand,
Being ignored, no-one on board, /
Is great! / Nobody complaining we were late again. /
We carry weight /
I should hate carrying freight, nobody living in me, /
And freight is great! /
Got to be a living, breathing passenger train.
Coaches: It's mommas and poppas,
Trucks: It's commence and hoppers,
Coaches: It's daughters and sons,
Trucks: It's quarters and tons,
They get in your hair.
Coaches: It's the fun of the fair.
Trucks: Freight!
Coaches: Folks!
Trucks: Tares!
Coaches: Fares!
Passengers, commuters and mail,
Trucks: Trees and meat, gravel and shale,
All: Are great, are great, are great, are great, are great!
Control: Control. Control. You wagons and passenger cars just cut it out! Trucks will identify them selves. Box cars:
Hothead: I'm Blitzwing, there's lot's like me.
Icy: I'm Blitzwing too.
Random: I'm Blitzwing three!
Blitzwing: The only time we get sick inside
Is when some bum hitches a ride.
We wait for a sharp corner to come
And open de door - buh-bye bum!
Trucks: Freight is great!
Control: Brick truck:
Wheeljack:
Wheeljack - who you looking at?
Yeah, they're bricks, what's wrong with that?
No, you're right, they don't all match.
Yeah, they're heavy - here, catch!
Trucks: Freight is great!
Control: The big hopper:
Wheeljack: Bulkhead, that's you, buddy.
Control: Come on, the big hopper:
Wheeljack: Come on, Bulkhead!
Bulkhead:
I'm the big hopper, I'm not a box.
Blitzwing:
Yeah, your head is full of rocks.
Bulkhead:
They ain't rocks, they're aggregates
And aggregates are really great!
Bulkhead & Wheeljack:
Aggregates are really great,
Aggregates never complain.
Bricks and mortar are thicker than water.
It's great to be an aggregate train.
Control: The caboose:
Shockwave:
At the back on every piece of track,
I'm right behind you.
Can I be of help at all
Then simply call: C.B.
Trucks:
Hello C.B.
Shockwave:
Hello.
The Red Caboose would like to be of use
To every truck and show the world that:
Trucks:
Freight is great!
Freight is great!
Freight is great!
Down the track from A to B and back
We carry things, not people,
People talk a lot,
That isn't what we like.
Coaches: They're strong and silent!
Trucks:
None of us may be a genius
But we know one thing -
What we know is:
Freight is great!
Freight is great!
Coaches: It's mommas and poppas,
Trucks: It's commence and hoppers,
Coaches: It's daughters and sons,
Trucks: It's quarters and tons,
They get in your hair.
Coaches: It's the fun of the fair.
Trucks: Freight!
Coaches: Folks!
Trucks: Tares!
Coaches: Fares!
Passengers, commuters and mail,
Trucks: Trees and meat, gravel and shale,
All: On the rails, on the rails, on the rails, on the rails,
Are great, are great, are great, are great, are GREAT!