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.

chorus

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