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In Corsica
The engines blew
Your favorite writer died
In a car
In a crash
Died in a fire imagine that
In a car
In a crash
Die in a fire imagine that
Engine, engineer
The fire blew the balls main out
It was likened to a whistle spout
Hitch a ride
Hitch a ride
Your favorite writer died
Engine, engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
In Corsica
The engines blew
Your favorite writer died
In a car
In a crash
Died in a fire imagine that
Engine engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
Well, there I'm one stop short
For leaving here
Engine engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
Angel engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
Well, there I'm one stop short
For leaving here
Angel engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me