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this is a free seatwhich way you heading?you keep pushing and you keep pushingbetween the whipcrack and the moonbeamsi said coachman where we heading?the gleaming teethof the inbetweeni can hear some people laughingis this a stitch upi am not willingso i am turning you off and then i'm countingi regreti turn the clock backto where i wasn't taken ini jump out of the windowand get lost in a jetstreamthis is a ghost coachthat we are ridingdamp decay and splinteringbetween the whipcrack and the moonbeamsi can hear some people laughingwe need a rubber manwe need a stretchy mani'm not sure i am welcomeyou are a fooland this is overover the cliffs of doveri regreti turn the clock backto where i wasn't taken ini jump out of a windowand get lost in a jetstreamyou're beautifuluntil i get closeyou have the eyes of a mountain goata coat of mildewa bad smelland the strap broke in my handnow i wanna turn backi wanna turn backturn backi wanna turn backi wanna turn backturn backturn backi wanna turn backyou need a rubber manyou need a stretchy manyou need a rubber manyou need a stretchy mani wanna turn backi'm on my backturn back |
