Dragging on a high
-speed chase
Burn ing it up on a pledge for
doom
Seven on a lonely trail
Pulling them in when you need attention
I'm struck
by a simple idea
I'm struck when the horse
is dead
I'm dragging on a high -speed chase
I'm burning it up on a world
wide tour
7 on a homeless train
Pulling them in when you need
distraction
I'm sick from a little headache
And as she said, go to bed
I'm spilling the joy you should choose
To contain deep
I'm spinning the joy
you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake
is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
I'm dragging on a high -speed chase,
burning it up with a turbo I'll make,
yeah
Seven on a lonely thread,
tell her that I am sorry,
but the thread just broke,
dear
I'm feeling out of control,
and everything's moving
too slow wow
Johnny said he didn't know she likes rust and bikes and dogs and
spots and buttons and scarves firing fire and hell out of her short circuit mouth
I'm spinning the joy
you should choose to contain me
I'm spinning the joy
you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake
is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
I'm spinning the joy
you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy
you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake
is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the old man may stay
You