| Well i can tell you by the way that she moves, it’s not the real thing
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| Stay out of business she’s gonna get cold in her eyes
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| And i can tell you by the way that she grooves it’s not the real thing
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| You better hurry coz she’s gonna slow in her mind
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| It’s not a vessel, destination unknown
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| It’s not a rocketship, so blow it alone
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| It’s not a two ton letter, hello hey maybe
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| It’s a ride into a big bad bowl
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| And when i talk about the weather you say, it’s not the real thing
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| You keep running 'round in circles but i wanna fly
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| And when i say it’s for the better you say, it’s not the real thing
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| It keeps coming like a glittering eye in the sky
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| Wonder and glory, cities of light
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| Better step back for the morning when she rises in red
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| Marionette
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| Beams of orion, marble and white
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| Wandering through the garden
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| when she really wants to bury your head
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| That’s what you get.
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| Mayhem, astrosoniq spacejam
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| Hand in his pockets, standing on the edge of the world
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| Don’t wanna stay man, supersonic wasteland
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| Get in your rocket, don’t forget that you got to learn
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| Yeah, it’s just another place where i’m gonna go
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| And she’s so hard to handle, i know
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| But i make that ride on my own, yeah baby
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| Get you helmet and your gear, here i go… |