| Behind the wheel. |
| some told
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| Their turn. |
| realizing what’s in store
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| Hardly known… under the lift
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| Seems like forever. |
| since I seen one like this!
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| Seldom wrong. |
| narrow ride
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| Turning towards. |
| ain’t ever seen inside
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| One on the floor… one out the door
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| Ain’t nothing left just like we heard before
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| Take the turn go the ride
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| Unlike before, this happens everytime
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| Locate the sound… from the star
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| Get to work gonna take this thing apart
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| The transmission begins
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| The crowd silent grins
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| The transmission begins
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| The crowd silent grins
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| Lights fade lost sound
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| Easy ride… drive into the ground
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| 1,000 plays behind the wheel
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| Turning slow gonna make the final deal
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| Roll the dice, lost the round
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| Through my head theyll never understand
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| As they lay engine dies
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| Time still as they come in from the sky
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| Quick turn away… I see them again
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| No explain the sound… Must be the end
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| Looks like hell on earth. |
| ain't no figurine
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| A clumsy ride is all… went by unseen
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| Quick turn away… I see them again
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| No explain the sound… Must be the end
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| Behind the wheel. |
| or so I’m told
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| Your turn… realizin what’s instore
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| Hardly know. |
| under the lift
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| Seems like forever. |
| since I heard one like this! |