Here it comes, Here it comes, I can feel the hills exploding Exploding gracefully Burning up the freeway Here it comes Grass is green at the edge of the bubble Beautiful kids in beautiful trouble They all seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you. Oh baby burn
Fast Toyota Burns rubber Useless rockers From England Good times Had by all Just swallow your guilt and your crutches Blue and white birds steppin' hard on the pedal Interstate five walk straight down the middle, And it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you Oh baby burn
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