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• Artiste: Wendy McNeill
• Titre: All Aboard
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All aboard this Lord-driven Ford Take me where you want to go I could sit like this forever In your belly at 110 Just like the princess and the pea Something is messing with my sleep Through the layers something's calling So I choose to speak my mind Twist it all up into rhymes Other times I take off driving All aboard... I hear the ticking of a clock Feel the cold rush of a gun cocked Some are dying some are dancing As I look around this world I am the luckiest of girls The wonder of it has me shaking All aboard... My mother called me some kind of bird Wish I could remember her exact words Because she said it all so fondly Now as I flip and as I flail Tossing feathers in the air I hear a voice say: "Fly....fly..." All aboard this Lord-driven Ford Take me where you want to go I could sit like this forever In your belly at 110