| I grew up where the killer moose roam
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| 20 miles to school and 40 back home
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| Life wasn’t easy on the countryside, but
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| Sometimes my sister took me for a ride
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| So I left our shack; |
| got out of the bog
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| Longing for concrete; |
| longing for smog
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| I see freedom; |
| freedom in wheels
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| I know how chromium feels
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| If you can’t take a little air pollution
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| Well, stop breathing is the only solution
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| The thing I need to deliver my soul
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| A dashboard equipped with a cruise control
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| Tried a few things, among them including
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| Hold-ups, walk-ups, and drive-by shootings
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| Then I fell in love with four tons of steel
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| A full-sized car with fins and four wheels
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| She was so pretty; |
| got tears in my eyes
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| Plush interior and fluffy dice
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| I see freedom; |
| freedom in wheels
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| I know how chromium feels
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| If you can’t take a little air pollution
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| Well, stop breathing is the only solution
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| The thing I need to deliver my soul
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| A dashboard equipped with a cruise control
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| A sweet, soft evening in the middle of June
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| The engine’s humming my favourite tune
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| My car is fast and my eyes are shiny
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| I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
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| The ozone layer may be gone tomorrow
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| But where I go my car will follow
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| I see freedom; |
| freedom in wheels
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| I know how chromium feels
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| If you can’t take a little air pollution
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| Well, stop breathing is the only solution
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| The thing I need to deliver my soul
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| A dashboard equipped with a cruise control |