Please take a long hard look
Through your text book cause I'm history
When I strap my helmet on I'll be long gone
Cause I've been dying to leave
Yeah, I'll ride the range
And hide all my loose change in my bedroom
Cause riding a dirt bike down a turn pike
Always takes its toll on me
I've had just about enough
Of cloaked diamonds in the rough
Because my back-bone is paper thin
Get me out of this cavern or I'll cave in
(I'll cave in, I'll cave in...)
If the bombs go off the sun will still be shining
(The sun will still be shining)
Because I've heard it said that
Every mushroom cloud has a silver lining
(Though I'm always under mining to deep to know)
Swallow a drop of gravel and blacktop
Cause the road tastes like Wintergreen
The wind and rain smell of oil and octane
Mixed with stale gasoline
I'll soak up the sound
Try to sleep on the wet ground
I'll get ten minutes give or take
Cause I just don't foresee myself getting drowsy
When cold integrity keeps me wide awake
(Awake, awake, awake, awake...)
Get me out of this cavern or I'll cave in
(Cave in, cave in, cave in, cave in...)
Get me out of this cavern or I'll cave in
(Cave in, cave in, cave in, cave in...)
I'll keep my helmet on
Just in case my head caves in
(In case my head caves in)
Cause if my thoughts collapse
Or my brain work snaps
It'll make a mess like you wouldn't believe
Tie my handle bars to the stars
So I stay on track (so I stay on track)
And if my intentions trail I'll wrench them away
Then I'll take my leave and I won't even look back
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