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Snowed In / Cruisin’

not what you say
it’s what you do
ain’t where your from
it’s where your going to
you get cold
you flick the switch
side of the road
looks like we’ve gotta hitch

the crowds are dark and the storm is coming
the heaters broken but the motor’s running
the radio man says its happening we’re gonna be snowed in
snowed in, snowed in, snowed in, snowed in….

not how you act
it’s how you feel
it isn’t how you drive the car
it’show you look behind the wheel
we drive north
on scratch gravel road
your lips move, in morse code

the crowds are dark and the storm is coming
the heater’s broken but the motor’s running
the radio man says its happening
we’re staring out the window of the car
it’s looking like we’re gonna be snowed in
snowed in, snowed in, snowed in, snowed in

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Cruising for a bruising
Playing with a fire
Shaking like a leaf
While walking on a wire
Looking for some action
Fumbling with the key
Crying for compassion
It don’t come for free

Mining precious metals
Digging down for oil
Plucking all the pedals
From the flowers in the soil
Slipping into shadows
Forgetting all your friends
Waiting on the winter
Here it comes again