COME TAKE A RIDE PLEASE —
ABOARD OUR TRAIN —
THERE’S NO CLICK AND CLACK —
ABOARD OUR TRACKS —
WE’VE GOT SOUNDS FROM JOY TO PAIN.
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COME ON HERE WE’LL PLAY YOUR EAR —
YOUR DISMALL LIFE WILL DISAPPEAR.
YOUR MIND WILL MELT LIKE LIQUID —
TELL YOUR HALF INSANE.
I DIDN’T MEAN TO SPOOK YOU —
I DIDN’T MEAN THAT YOUR MIND WOULD FLIP.
BUT STRETCH — IT WILL —
AND THE SOUNDS WILL SPILL —
YOU WON’T WANT THEM TO QUIT.
COME TAKE A LISTEN —-
TO THE SPECTRUM IN YOUR BRAIN.
THERE ARE SHADES OF SOUNDS THAT WILL ASTOUND —
THE NOVICE ON OUR TRAIN.
REPEAT CHORRUS “COME ON HERE “
I’VE GOT THIS FEELING —
I SURE THAT IT’S TRUE.
THE MORE YOU SLICE AND DICE YOUR LIFE —
THE MORE IT’S OUT OF VIEW.
REPEAT CHORRUS
Steve Rice
