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I had a vision of the Corrupt Manthe clouds were partingand the sky was cyan
Pulled off the main roadcause my wheels were warm
I'm shifting downthe lights are cherry
I just can't beginwith an open hand
I started talking to the Man O'
Grace
I said - HEY GODCOULD YOU TAKEYOUR FOOT OFF MY FACE
And in His eyes I was just like Him
I guess I was only dreaming again
But you make me feellike I'm the King O' the Roadand I need you to ride beside me
Someone take this Crown that is my headthen you play the King cause I'll be dead
I will take this Crown O'
Laffs from my headcause I just can't end with an open handsallysally@usa.net
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