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Hold up, wait up, I got a weird a question Trying to understand one of life's strange lessons Waves crash and things 'cause rocks to roll, that I know But more intense than magnetic fields or a thousand shocks of an electric eel What in my blood must be set free, release me Like a rooster crows at the morning sun Hawks must fly, road dogs must run Hold up, look out, I got a weird theory Newspaper clippings and a TV mini series Crack pots and armchair thoughts aside, let's ride There's evidence that it's in my soul and the taste I've had has lit it up like coal For all I know is that it's gone from bad to worse, in reverse Like a rooster crows at the morning sun Hawks must fly, road dogs must run Every night, like moon kill sun Wolves must cry, road dogs must run Take me back to that night in Red Deer Melting faces in Milton Keans Rock sound in Barcelona Shooting fireworks in Aberdeen Always follow your gut, don't worry about the plan Letras de cancionesYou roll with the punches, laugh about it in the end 6 a.m. earthquake in Japan That time we got vibe out of Iceland Love the best but enjoy the worst This road dog life is a blessing, not a curse Hold up, watch out, I got a willing to listen to these words from a local necromancer Like a rooster crows at the morning sun Hawks must fly, road dogs must run Every night, like moon kill sun Wolves must cry, road dogs were born Born to run Like a lonely bong missing his buds From Letras Mania