.Asleep at the whell forty miles left to go.
Rolling in on fumes to rock the show.
We don't need fortune and we dont' need fame.
We don't need bright lights to spell our name.
All we ever wanted was to play.
Play it loud, play it loud.
Raise your voice, shout it out.
We we.
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