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The motorway won't a horse
The wanderer has a course to follow
The traveler his bags for the last time
The troubadour cut off his and now he wants mine

Oh no, not me

The circus fell off her horse and now she's paralyzed
The hitchhiker was bound and gagged, on the roadside
The libertine is locked in
The pirate sunk and his sail

But I have to go
got to go, so here I go
I'm going to run the of being free

The magician's all revealed
And the preacher's are all concealed
And all our lack any conviction
They shout the bars of cliche and addiction

So got to go
I've got to go, so I go
I'm going to run the risk of being

And in this drought of truth and
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most
So we the mic and they've got nothing to say except
Bow down, bow down, bow to your God
Then we hit the floor and make ourselves and to bow before

Well I can't and I
Bow anymore
No