I know we don’t stop
At Stop Signs no more.
No need to see ahead
So boring!
Maybe a minute wait
Go touring.
A tour you don’t want to be on.
Baby it’s about our freedom.
The best come down from the blasted sky.
We all get burned but none ask why.
Baby, we all are burned, let’s cry
Our eyes out baby!
Our eyes out baby!
Lookit it’s crazy!
Our eyes out baby…
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