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Hitching a ride with the sandman

He'll bury your head in his hands

Turn you into some bland man

Where will you make your stand?



Hup springs, the voice in man

The prophet calls, the master's plan

You resist his true demands

Hits, scores, spreads his ease

But he doesn't talk with the aim to please

Aims his chord at your heart

You've been caught

When you feel his dart



But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home

I would rather not go, I would rather stay home

Where I would eat and sleep and think and eat

And eat and sleep and think and eat

And eat and sleep and think and eat



Rather not go, rather stay

I'd rather not go, rather stay at home

If there's someone outside to see you

You can always run away

But when there's something inside does the calling

There's nowhere you can hide



Hup springs, the voice in man

The prophet calls, the master's plan

You resist his true demands



It's and inner thing that calls the tune

Makes you do what you must do

A voice you can't ignore

Find the key that fits that chord

Follow that song right to its chord

Find the key that fits that chord

Follow that song right to its chord



But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home

I would rather not go, I would rather stay home

Where I will eat and sleep and think and eat

And eat and sleep and think and eat

And eat and sleep and think and eat

And talk to friends having oh such fun

Playing games with my best friend

Riding through the sunset

Smile stretched so wide

Lights up the city in technicolour stereo

And eat

And eat

And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat...

At ease, at ease......

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