| Sometimes I feel like a man in a can
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| About to go hurtling through
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| Space, we blast fast
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| Soon as the match hits the fuse
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| Sometimes it seems like I’m making it up
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| Crazy and crazier days
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| When fiction ain’t stranger than the truth
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| Turn the page
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| Turn the page
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| Roll around the world
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| And around again
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| Someplace we’ve never been
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| Blow a kiss and
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| Fly with the sun
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| See how lightning fast we can run
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| With a little luck
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| We might just catch a tailwind
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| Hey, fellow travelers
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| Keep travelin'
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| Somedays I swear that the game must be rigged
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| Jokers up every last sleeve
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| And if crooked is straight
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| Then what the hell does that make me
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| Sometimes it feels like I’m juggling fire
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| Trying hard not to get burned
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| Eyes on the flame, working and waiting my turn
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| Waiting my turn
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| Roll around the world
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| And around again
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| Someplace we’ve never been
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| Blow a kiss and
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| Fly with the sun
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| See how lightning fast we can run
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| With a little luck
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| We might just catch a tailwind
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| Hey, fellow travelers
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| Keep travelin'
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| Roll around the world
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| And around again
|
| Someplace we’ve never been
|
| Blow a kiss and
|
| Fly with the sun
|
| See how lightning fast we can run
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| With a little luck
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| We might just catch a tailwind
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| Hey, fellow travelers
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| Keep travelin'
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| We might just catch a tailwind
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| So keep travelin'
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| Keep travelin' |