( Edgar Broughton Band )
Flash back to the time.Back track burned his mind.
Too fast he got high.Hi-jack in the sky.
Look our kids hear him moan the mob has made
a monster grow.
Flash back watch him go.TV radio.Hi-jack we lost sight.
Flash back end of line.Sell him film for the refugees
we know who they are.
Some say he was a crust of bread.
Some say he was a star.Take it kid.
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