Here are the lyrics again:
Every night i rust in my shed,
with hopes that maybe i'll get a chance to see the road again,
with a gasket that has blown in my head,
clogged up carburettor and rusted-out petrol lines,
ply me with fuel and i'll be sure to cloud your skies!
and i hope it rains 'coz i need a proper god damn wash!!
What kind of life is this?!
This ain't a sweet dream nor a restoration,
either way i don't ever wanna die like this,
This ain't a sweet dream, nor a restoration, so,
Somebody pinch me, give me a joy ride
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