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You've got my goat lined up with the barrels of a tandem ten-gauge but there's a note on the mirror saying no more road rage I took a pill and hit the road before the sun hit the beer cans and I think I would make it by noon if you don't have lunch plans the first time I arrived as I rolled into the drive I was flying and if you were to say, today, the thrill survives, man you wouldn't be lying like any other fool that's played with fire I've been a few more than twice bit but now it's clear all roads lead down from here any way you slice it been good for nothing since I caught a whiff * I can't imagine what would have happened if I never made it to Bigsville * and I'm going to Bigsville I used to be the kind to up and go at any time in any weather but now it seems it's often quite enough if I can put two thoughts together now I'm whizzing towards a glow as from a bow aimed at the town that I belong to and I'm praying hard that nothing's gonna break the only thread I'm holding on to been good for nothing since I caught a whiff * I can't imagine what would happen if I never made it to Bigsville * and I'll see you in Bigsville I've got my hopes set on a sandwich and the soup du jour 'cause I've had my sights set on the hamlet that's the heights for sure each time I lay my head upon the bosom of the berg that has no peer I feel a faint relief although I's always pretty sure I'd wind up here been good for nothing since I caught a whiff * I can't imagine what would have happened if I never made it to Bigsville * like I made it to Bigsville Aus Songtexte Mania