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Driving through the lowlands with the rain upon my face |
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Sparky's got the brandy and were picking up the pace |
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Whole world seems in motion |
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Body clock peculiar |
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Thats the way we do things when we move from place to place |
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Mobile now for hours and i cant make out my feet |
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Tarmack black refecltive on the north side of the street |
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Time to stoke the fires |
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Spray flies from the tyers |
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Starts to get hypnotic like its knocking out a beat |
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Loui went in for coffee |
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Came back a guru |
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All the muscles in flanders couldnt do for our crew |
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Work is done and where on our way |
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Listen close and you can here them say |
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Halle halle hallelus |
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So midnight dont you slow down or we'll never make it back |
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Got to reach the shore line long before the chasing pack |
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Up again at sunrise |
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Spooky how the time fly's |
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Seems a distent cousin when you're on the beaten track |
