so what y' want, anyway, - if you don’t want to talk about it, say so, my friend,
driving wheel is empty, okay, that old buick mercedes isn’t your type of car,
y' know, that we won’t let y' drive, anyway,
- all the widows of the world standing on the street side,
to see your empty ass pass by, don’t know what we might expect
okay, wanna have a real ride? take down that driving wheel,
- migration of birds to towns, resettlement camps,...
and turn the ignition key , gonna decide now if you gonna ride that old truck,
what was that thing, that we called ours? revision, but still believe that ‘all’s well that ends well’,
listen to the birds, they’re flying away, or what had y’ expected?
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