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Keep Us On The RoadBut when I took her clothes offI thought she would explode, Clutch another handful, Kept Us On The Road The black things came from nowhere, But they couldn't beat the shield, They flew across the highway, But we smashed them in the field, But when I made a suggestion I thought she would explode, Clutch another handful, Keep Us On The Road It was round about the third day, I remember it so clear, We came across a black night, Naked, grinding fear, And that was all we left there, In concrete staring cold, Clutch another handful, Keep Us On The Road |