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Tank full, Open road, Sat Nav programmed, Let's go! Speakers scream, Siamese Dream, The conversation flows. And we are miles away from the place where

too? Two wishes are better than one, dude! And I wish upon a shooting star, That I might end up where you are, Will you wish too? Two wishes are better than

Ahoy there! All aboard! This relationship is leaving shore. Anchors aweigh as I set sail, Through choppy seas, rain storms and gales. The sun is rising

I'm going where nobody knows, To a place far away from my worries and my woes, Escape for a day, in the trees so I can play In a house made of sticks

In three years, they'll all have careers, And I can't deny my contempt. For all the people that I know, Who've all found somewhere else to go, A place

I've been working this steady job For a week long. With the nine to fivers Where I don't belong. It's a means to an end And it's not permanent. When