Walking where the windy stops
The tops of trees are bare
Where'd you go, you didn't say
And I was so upset
And I saw a thousand motorcycles
As they made meat out of Mars.

Way to go
You know the way
To San Jose in cars.
Let the best of Wild Wild West
Digest and have some tea.

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