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Beck Lyrics

1. The Golden Age



Put your hands on the wheel 
Let the golden age begin 
Let the window down 
Feel the moonlight on your skin 
Let the desert wind 
Cool your aching head 
Let the weight of the world 
Drift away instead 

These day I barely get by 
I don't even try 

It's a treacherous road 
With a desolated view 
There's distant lights 
But here they're far and few 
And the sun don't shine 
Even when its day 
You gotta drive all night 
Just to feel like you're ok 

These days I barely get by 
I don't even try


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