Boorman The Chauffer

Feeling kinda sickly cause a too much fun 
  I wasn't like the only one 
  Feeling kinda sickly cause a too much fun 
  I wasn't like the only one 

  Crawling on the edge of a dark moon trip 
  The second time around and you think you might slip 
  Off this peak you're climbing 
  But the limo man he just kept drivin' 

  Meltin' down the music cause the heat's on high 
  They said we might all get by 
  Meltin' down the music cause the heat's on high 
  They said we might all get by 

  Tryin' for the handle of what you mean 
  The skies resembling some mirror dream 
  Madness a sea of fire shinin' 
  But the limo man he just kept drivin' 

  Boorman the Chauffeur (Boorman the Chauffeur) 
  Boorman the Chauffeur (Boorman the Chauffeur) 

  Boorman the Chauffeur (Life this ride it's is a fantasy) 
  (Boorman the Chauffeur) 
  Boorman the Chauffeur (Dreams they change I can hardly see) 
  (Boorman the Chauffeur) 

  The guitars played in a trance 
  And left us dying into a dance 

  SOLO 

  Starin' down the barrel of his sole shotgun 
  I thought it was time to run 
  Starin' down the barrel of his sole shotgun 
  I thought it was time to run 
  Fugitive from living's the way to be 
  Speedin' down the miles and you pay the fee 
  In circles of confusion they're cryin' 

  But the limo man he just kept drivin'