Chariots of the Mind
Traveling in the chariots of the mind
Top down, flying my freak flag in the wind
80 miles per hour at the speed of light, red
Sound of the sirens singing in my head
6 pack by my side for company
Through town I wave to the masses
Going faster as the police make me stop
My horse has been drinking tonight
He should quit it
I hope he gets the ticket
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