This is a free seat, which way you heading?
You keep pushing and you keep pushing
Between the wheel crack and the moonbeams
'Cause it goes from where we're heading
The gleaming teeth of the imagery
I can hear some people laughing
This is a stitch up, I'm not willing
So I'm turning you off when I'm counting
I regret, I turn the clock back
To where I wasn't taken in
I jump out of the window
And get lost in the jetstream
This is a ghost coach and we're arriving
Down to canyon spirit
Between the wheel crack and the moonbeams
I can hear some people laughing
We need a rubber man
We need a stretcher man
I'm not sure I will make it
You are a fool
And this is over
Over the cliffs of dover
I regret, I turn the clock back
To where I wasn't taken in
I jump out of the window
And get lost in the jetstream
You're beautiful until I get close
You have the eyes of a mountain goat
A cold religion, a bad smell
And a strap broke in my hand
And I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
Turn back
I wanna turn back
We need a rubber man
We need a stretcher man
A rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
We need a rubber man
We need a stretcher man
A rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I wanna turn back
I wanna turn back
I need a rubber man
I need a stretcher man
A rubber, man
We need a stretcher, man
I need a rubber man
I need a stretcher man
A rubber, man
We need a stretcher
I wanna turn back
Turn my back
Turn my back
I wanna turn back
Turn back
Turn back