But that orange is still millions of miles above me
I see the foreign girls colonizing college benches babe
I see their Russian burly boyfriends shining comprehensibly
I see my own lonely reflection within the very girl I love
I see a zigzag embroidered above my family
So as a human tractor trailer I push forward into the bright but wild unknown
With gasoline up to my eyelids
But is it real
Is it real
Is it real
Little Mitchell round my head singing and saying grace
And diesel fumes up in my personal space
Forklift mirage a foot in front of my mind
It's always me behind the controls
You can't pull the stops on a one-eyed cop My drop a drip a Freudian slip When your mind speed peels out at a hundred and three Convision of view cus even one I can see Because you can't you won't you don't do nothing You don't stay young true Because you can't you won't you don't do nothing You don't stay young true
Babe I see it all the time now in VCR's and passing cars
From VCO's through XLR's
But is it real
Is it real
Is it real
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ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Space Forklift คืออะไร ?
You can't pull the stops on a one-eyed cop My drop a drip a Freudian slip When your mind speed peels out at a hundred and three Convision of view cus even one I can see Because you can't you won't you don't do nothing You don't stay young true Becaus