Alexander B Jr
Either go away or go all the way inLook at what you holdCome back down on a spear of silenceWhen it fliesYou go on throughYou come on throughThr rediculous noOh noOne more pair ofLoving eyes look down on youSheets and a pillowHow old will you have to be before youStop believingThat those eyes will look down on youThat way foreverThere you sit mouth wide openAnimals nipping at your sidesOn wire wheels the four stroke manOpens wideThe marching soundThe constant rideOn the gasket is mineAll mineOne more pair ofWire wheels bear down on youGear stripping the willowHow many machine men will you see before youStop believing that speedWill slide down on youLike brakes in bad weather