CB radio rigged up on the bike
Out on the airwaves - Scone tonight
We move around for the love of Jesus
My floor is all transmitters and receivers
State your issue for resolution, there are no problems just solutions
I like to pull things apart, then put them all back together
Took the Hunter Line down to the rock and roll
Standing in the middle of the crowd
Think I might have found what I wanna do
Join the circus folk and turn it up loud
Thump in my chest it′s the sound of Sancho in Love
Melody meets electronics, I'm a gеar queer - they′re alcoholics
Laundromats, asleep on buses, thе soft hum as the prairie rushes by
John C. Dvorak, Leo Laporte, yeah that's how I know what I know
I like to pull things apart, then put 'em all back together
Took the Hunter Line down to the rock and roll
Standing in the middle of the crowd
Think I might have found what I wanna do
Join the circus folk and turn it up loud
Thump in my chest it′s the sound of Sancho in Love
Your credit card is exploding, we won′t see you in the bar
With a handful of tokens on the way to your own high score
There's a nice type of romance waiting in the wings for you
With a blanket on your head don′t want the band to know just who
Out on the airwaves - Scone tonight
We move around for the love of Jesus
My floor is all transmitters and receivers
State your issue for resolution, there are no problems just solutions
I like to pull things apart, then put them all back together
Took the Hunter Line down to the rock and roll
Standing in the middle of the crowd
Think I might have found what I wanna do
Join the circus folk and turn it up loud
Thump in my chest it′s the sound of Sancho in Love
Melody meets electronics, I'm a gеar queer - they′re alcoholics
Laundromats, asleep on buses, thе soft hum as the prairie rushes by
John C. Dvorak, Leo Laporte, yeah that's how I know what I know
I like to pull things apart, then put 'em all back together
Took the Hunter Line down to the rock and roll
Standing in the middle of the crowd
Think I might have found what I wanna do
Join the circus folk and turn it up loud
Thump in my chest it′s the sound of Sancho in Love
Your credit card is exploding, we won′t see you in the bar
With a handful of tokens on the way to your own high score
There's a nice type of romance waiting in the wings for you
With a blanket on your head don′t want the band to know just who
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