| I’d call it a drastic measure but I’ll open up one eye
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| I’m all evolved and fully grown, with three dimensions of my own
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| But hey Mr. Dog — Well I’m just an animal just like you
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| In a laser beam and a human being
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| With more fire than the belly of the sun
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| And inside this business of the gun, well I heard the aero-engines whine
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| Of a lucky soul and an afterlife and another chance for a darker life
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| And I pray, cause it don’t take god long
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| to bless those feet that you’re standing on
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| on a one way ride, a heaven vibe, upon wishes or demands
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| It’s time to fly
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| And I’m suffering the absolute of black-handed days
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| Been serving with the boys and girls, all the secret rulers of the world
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| And dark day alive, well once again evil on the throne
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| Much blacker than the setting sun
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| I’m hung upon dark feathers
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| It’s time to fly
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| But I’m hanging in there with intentions so high
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| That they’re purer than air and what I’ve got on my mind
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| Is to be cruising on you —
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| to be full-on on you
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| to be swooping on you
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| to be airborne on you
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| To be carried along
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| On a current so strong
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| I’d be glowing from you
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| So go on and prove me wrong |