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You know the way it happens When ya ride in the night And it's cold and dark and rainyAnd you look up at the moon's balls And it invents ghosts for you to scream withYou play with the wheel Until you get the feel Of just how realIt might've been if you had turned back But now it's far too lateNow it's far too late! Now you're far too late!The wind takes you in The trees watch your eyes move And cherokee yells form in the airThe wind laughs the cold makes fun of your coat And yer shivering to the pulse of the blue panther's heartIn the rearview mirror is a yellow eyeball And it looks just like yoursAnd the wind cries And ya lay there like a bed of snowAnd headless hunchbacks step over youIn the rearview mirror is a yellow eyeball And it looks just like yoursSongtexteAnd the wind cries And ya lay there like a bed of snowAnd headless hunchbacks step over youAnd headless hunchbacks step over youAnd headless hunchbacks step over you Aus Songtexte Mania