Do you catch yourself looking at you,the "man in the mirror" holding the wheel. As you hold the wheel doing 102,rushing to the next to do.

One o'clock high glimmer.
Almost entranced by the navigator looking back but not at you?
Frenzied sill shot. Looking for the **** shot in this mixed menagerie.?

Step right up.ladies and gents.
How much can you get for your 99 cents.
In this not so penny arcade.

Split the difference . A four dementional blink.
Over four you know it.
Exit or merge.

Quiet the urge to do neither.
The middle man went belly up
Can't get to the critical
With a hitch in your giddyup.

Take another peak. One o'clock high
Hang in or bail out.
No failure. With no try.

Green lite .jump and hit silk.
Spin the wheel.
Close the deal.
Geronimo.

Horsey, horsey, don't you stop,
Make your feet go clippetty-clop
And make your tail go swish
And your wheels go 'round-
Giddyup! We're homeward bound!

I like to travel through the country,
I like to travel through the town.
I like to hear old Dobbin's clippetty-clop,
I like to see the wheels go 'round.

Go ahead and plant
your flag into my back
Giddyup the chains
dangling from my neck
Archaic cannibals
fist fight over other's flesh
as long as the local mystic
nutritionist gives the consent
So grab your blackjack and
swing as hard as you ******* can,
you neanderthal scallywag
It's best to behave on behalf
of the priest's commands isn't it