On the seventh hour of the seventh day The seventh son was looking for a seventh stage get away The word came down from a blinding light You got one chance, baby, baby, you better do it right
I was driving down on the 101 It was late at night and I was thinking 'bout the things I'd done All of my regrets and, baby, all of my fears I was slipping the car from gear to gear to gear
Hey hey hey
God bless the child, God bless his soul God perish the idea that he'll die before he's old You gotta be cool, you got to behave And there'll be time for that when I'm lying in my grave
You gotta watch your step, or you'll lose your way Take heed of your elders and do everything they say Watch out for the man, the man who tolls the bells But if I fear for the devil and I fear for myself Then I'm gonna have to fear for everybody else
Oh yeah, I'm gonna fly (sha la la la la mamma yeah) I'm gonna live until the day I die Ain't got time to wonder why I'm gonna live until the day I die
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