Chuckin' and Wingin' it

the worlds burnin' and I don't feel a thing

like ash hangin' off her mile long cigarette

heat lightnin' got nothing to say

but Johnny Cash Johnny Cash Johnny Ca-ca-cashed

in his quarters for a couple of wings

the lost highway done swallowed him into it

the worlds burning while my chariot waits

matte black V6 with a mid-engine

 

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the worlds turning yeah it's turning away

my old man and Neil Young still live in it

still dreamin' still fightin' for space

bleary eyed are the wise and the penitent

 

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don't wake me up

to let me know

it was all a dream

don't need'a know

cause I'm gettin' old

I breathe in slow

yeah sleep is so

damn good

uhuhuhuhuhuh

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why's it gotta be like that?

why's the color bleed?

why's it have to be like that yeah?

right in front of me?