Magic Burn
Kickin', the same rocks that've done been kicked before
Wishin', for the one that can show me something more
Don't knock it till you try it baby
Soon you'll know
A super cool trip from a dull reality
Trees will show
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brush stroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Feelin', swallowed up by the muck and grind once more
Wasted, all the days and the nights you could've been gone
Don't knock it till you try it baby
Soon will grow
A super cool trip from the grip of insanity
Trees will show
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round, straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brushstroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brushstroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Wishin', for the one that can show me something more
Don't knock it till you try it baby
Soon you'll know
A super cool trip from a dull reality
Trees will show
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brush stroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Feelin', swallowed up by the muck and grind once more
Wasted, all the days and the nights you could've been gone
Don't knock it till you try it baby
Soon will grow
A super cool trip from the grip of insanity
Trees will show
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round, straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brushstroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Burn lean on the interstellar highway
Hyperdrive down to the floor
Slingshot round straight and distant galaxies
Past times in the days of yore
Brushstroke on a celestial tapestry
Hold fast with the engine screamin'
Trail smoke with your arms around the children
Eternal search for the magic feelin'
Credits
Writer(s): Rodger Felten
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