| Welcome to my broken car
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| It don’t move fast but it goes so far
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| Though you might bang your head or scrape your toes
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| Fred Flintstone with my feet on through the holes
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| But don’t you worry now, don’t you worry
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| Cause it will get you there
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| Where you need to go
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| Where you need to go
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| Where you need to go
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| Over the hillsides and the valleys, far and wide
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| Where the sun goes and the sky it shines
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| Oh-oh, fire gon' rage tonight
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| Welcome to my broken home
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| It’s not so fancy, made from sticks and stones
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| It’s often empty
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| I hope you like to be alone
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| You can stare out the window
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| Until you find your zone
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| Take cover from the bombs and the bullets
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| Take time to heal your wounds
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| Forget what they told you now, just listen on to the tunes
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| Listening to the tune
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| Welcome to my broken house
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| You don’t have to tiptoe here
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| You can put ya feet down
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| Feel the floor beneath you, feel the ground
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| Don’t worry bout the future
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| You’re here right now
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| Unpack your bags and relax for a while
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| Rest your weary eyes
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| I know you’ve been tired
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| Where do you need to go?
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| Where you got to be?
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| Where do you need to go?
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| I’m your taxi
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| Don’t you worry
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| Don’t you worry now
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| Don’t you worry now
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| Fire gon' rage tonight
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| Welcome to my broken heart
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| I know it’s hard sometimes you fall apart
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| Welcome to my broken song
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| Don’t worry now baby
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| You ain’t done nothing wrong
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| Welcome to my broken heart
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| I know it’s hard sometimes to fall apart
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| Welcome to my broken song
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| Don’t worry now baby
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| You ain’t done nothing wrong
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| Where you need to go
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| Where you need to go
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| Where you need to go |