I get the petrol don't forget to buy a couple of sweets

Sometimes I like to treat myself if only once a week

Open the door, get in the car, sit in the driverís seat

Peer into the rearview mirror and im staring back at me

When I say me I don't mean me as in my own reflection

Hardly slept so I suspect im staring at some weird projection

My brain has made to tell me alcohol abuse is wrong

Whereupon, I turn around and realise somethings going on:

Trust me son, this ain't a con, you have to trust your eyeballs

Know those eyes are fine because they're mine so don't be stifled

You're slightly balder now and yes your pubes are turnin grey

But you've travelled back in time cos there's important shit to say

Don't do that (nope) / they'll try to dupe ya
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