Lyrics:
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My front tracks're found for a cold water
And my back tracks're covered with snow
Sometimes it's heaven
Sometimes it's hell
Sometimes I
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My front tracks're found for a cold water
And my back tracks're covered with snow
Sometimes it's heaven
Sometimes it's hell
Sometimes I
tracks are headed for a cold water well
My back tracks are covered in snow
Sometimes it's heaven,sometimes it's hell
Sometimes I don't even know
front tracks are headed for a cold water well
My back tracks are covered with snow
Sometimes it's heaven and sometimes it's hell
And sometimes I don't
tracks are headed for a cold water well
My back tracks are covered in snow
Sometimes it's heaven,sometimes it's hell
Sometimes I don't even know
Hey, Dude, the record's over.
There are no more tracks.
If you want more music, go back to track one.
That's what I would do.
I mean it's really
Looking back on a track for a little green bag
I gotta find, just a kind, I'm losing my mind.
Out of sight in the night, out of sight in the day
her
And then she made my lips hurt
I could hear the chit chat
Take me to your love shack
Mamas always gotta back track
When everybody talks back
magick laying into me
It feels so bad
Oh no, I don't want to hear it again
I'm getting back, get back on track, get off of my back
I'm getting back
front tracks are headed for a cold water well
My back tracks are covered with snow
Sometimes it's heaven and sometimes it's hell
And sometimes I don't
When everything be back on track
When everything come back on track
Be back on track
Сome back on track
When
When
When
Back on track
Back on track
nama jeff
Me llamo jeff
My nama je-e-eff
My nama jeff
My nama jeff
My nama jeff
My nama jeff
My nama je-e-eff
(Guitar solo)
Back on track
Back
Yeah we back on back on track
back on back on track
Yeah we back on back on track
back on back on track
Yeah we back on back on track
back on back
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
captured yes I'm captured
There is nothing I can do
I can't back track there's no track back
I am yours heaven open it's doors
And as I wandered through
of the clickity-clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track
of the clickity-clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track
Frankenstein was the first in line, and the Wolf Man came up next
Dracula was doing his stuff, breathing down my neck
Jump back, make tracks, here
a man with a heart attack
Gotta get my life back on track
Back on, back on track
Back on, back on track
Back on, back on track
Days turn into months, we
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
To pal around with democratic fellow named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo
can stop on a dime
Slow motion, you ought to try it sometime
Take me back on another track
Take me back, take me back
Slow motion, you can pick up
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