I had a vision of the corrupt man
The clouds were parting and the sky was cyan
Turned out, the man looked 'cause my wheels were warmI'm shifting down, the lights are turning
I just can't begin with an open hand
I started talking to the man of brassI said, "Hey cop, could you take your foot off my face?"
And in his eyes I was just like him
I guess, I was only dreaming again"She makes me feel like I'm the king of the road
And I need you to ride beside me"
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