And when you get there
Well if you freak them all out
With your sweatshop charm
You'll leave them in no doubt
And when you get challenged
You'll only lie about your age
But it's the distance you travel
And the fields you unravel
And all the bars on your cage
He sees your eyes, you're just the rock'n'roll eyes
Oh but it's just lies, babe, it's just the
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