Baby Missiles

I'm on the back of a new belief
 And on the back of a new belief
 My friend rides all alone
 Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone
 He was alive in the new machine
 He felt alive in the new machine
 My friend dies all alone
 Yeah, just up and down like a new Jack Tone
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 Yeah, you want to talk about going down
 Get on the ground, would make a young man proud
 You should have seen all the rattling in my brain
 And in the wake of a northeast bus
 I came on my back, like a northeast crutch
 You should have seen all the rattling in my way
 Ooh, just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here
 Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me
 It's just the sound of a northeast bus, on its back, babe
 You got your head in the common feel
 Adjust your hands with the common touch
 Whoo-hooo, yeah
 I was alive in the new machine
 He felt alive in the new machine
 My friend rides all alone
 Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone
 He wanna leave but he don't know how
 He want to try but he don't know why
 He's going to lean on the back of me
 Like a slide on the back of my bu-belief
 Whoo-hooo
 Ooh, just the sound of a northeast bus, walking back here
 Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me
 It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe
 You got your head in the common feel
 Adjust your hands with the common touch
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 Whoo-hooo, yeah