
Magic Stationwagon Beck
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[Verse]
Put my bony fingers on my sliding coffin
Drag upon the rag
It's a thing we got to do
Kill my inspiration
Drowning in your station wagon
Pushing like a fishing pole
And just to spread the leg on the cracker
And the magic chicken claw
Fridge is full
A carton of milk, butter, rabbit and juice
Put my bony fingers on my sliding coffin
Drag upon the rag
It's a thing we got to do
Kill my inspiration
Drowning in your station wagon
Pushing like a fishing pole
And just to spread the leg on the cracker
And the magic chicken claw
Fridge is full
A carton of milk, butter, rabbit and juice
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