Death Trap

Hawkwind

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    In the back of my neck I can feel a strange sensation
    Feels like I'm heading for the crisis of all creation
    Only those with death wish understand my situation
    Feels like Jesus Christ heading for the stations

    of the cross, in my death trap, death trap
    Running in my death trap, death trap
    Chicken running in my death trap, death trap

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    Heading for the crossroads of fiery crucifixion
    Lighting up the night sky with bitterness distinction
    While I hold the wheel of fate, smell of burning friction
    I feel like a hero heading for extinction

    It's the shell of steel or plastic
    Monkey on elastic, going up and down
    Crank shaft cracking up
    Oil pressure going down
    Brake drums blowing out
    Tyres on fire now
    Differential seize up, unbalanced cam shaft
    Worn out pistons rings, brake fade, brake fade
    hydraulic leak out, radiator overheat
    Monkey on elastic, going up and down
    Shell of steel or plastic, turning round
    Shell of steel or plastic
    Monkey on elastic, going up and down

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    Composition: Robert Calvert and Dave Brock

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