[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:18.72]I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed [00:26.64]And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows [00:36.45]Just when you think that you've got a grip [00:43.23]Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip [00:46.86]As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line [00:52.29]Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters [00:57.45]Of the south running helter skelter [01:01.44]Down through the mississippi delta [01:05.51]With no place to call your own [01:09.96]Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings [01:15.42]All along the paint was peeling [01:18.96]Down to an indian blanket on a pony [01:21.69]With no rider in the flesh and bone [01:28.50]Looking for his buffalo river home [01:52.08]I've been circling the wagons down at times square [02:00.24]Trying to fI'll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there [02:10.13]Hust when you think you can let it rip [02:19.20]You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips [02:31.83]As if you had some place better to go [02:49.44]Or a better way to get there [03:06.00]Now there's only two things in life but I forget what they are [03:34.23]It seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails [03:38.67]Or wishing on stars [03:44.64]Just when you think that you've been gyped [03:48.42]The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip [04:14.22]And you run off and join the circus [04:34.14]Yeah you just let that pony ride
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:18.72]I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed
[00:26.64]And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows
[00:36.45]Just when you think that you've got a grip
[00:43.23]Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip
[00:46.86]As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line
[00:52.29]Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters
[00:57.45]Of the south running helter skelter
[01:01.44]Down through the mississippi delta
[01:05.51]With no place to call your own
[01:09.96]Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
[01:15.42]All along the paint was peeling
[01:18.96]Down to an indian blanket on a pony
[01:21.69]With no rider in the flesh and bone
[01:28.50]Looking for his buffalo river home
[01:52.08]I've been circling the wagons down at times square
[02:00.24]Trying to fI'll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there
[02:10.13]Hust when you think you can let it rip
[02:19.20]You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips
[02:31.83]As if you had some place better to go
[02:49.44]Or a better way to get there
[03:06.00]Now there's only two things in life but I forget what they are
[03:34.23]It seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails
[03:38.67]Or wishing on stars
[03:44.64]Just when you think that you've been gyped
[03:48.42]The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip
[04:14.22]And you run off and join the circus
[04:34.14]Yeah you just let that pony ride
