One, two
I got a gold-star woman clinging under my bones
I don’t know what more sh#t I can say
So come on, put some feeling in the steering and go
Before the reaper-man gets in the way
I got orders like a drive-thru and a loaded rocket launcher with me
So be careful what you wish for, and be honest how you’re feeling and maybe
I’ll just come take your teeth
We’re stepping out of the past and into the vapor
Out of the bas#ment, to the elevator
We’re stepping out of the past and into the vapor
Out of the bas#ment, to the elevator
And now I’m going up
And now I’m going up
We’re stepping out of the past and into the vapor
Out of the bas#ment, to the elevator
We’re stepping out of the past and into the vapor
Out of the bas#ment, to the elevator
And now I’m going up
And now I’m going up
Keep on going up
And now I’m going up
And now I’m going up
And now I’m going up
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