Jetstream

Is this a free seat? Which way you heading? You keep pushing and you keep pushing. Between the whipcrack And the moonbeams I said coachman where we heading? The gleaming teeth Of the inbetween I can hear some people laughing. Is this is a stitch up? I am not willing So I am turning you off and then I'm counting. I regret. I turn the clock back. To where I wasn't taken in. I jump out Of a window And get lost in a jetstream. This is a ghost coach That we are riding Damp decay and splintering. Between the whipcrack And the moonbeams I can hear some people laughing. We need a rubber man We need a stretchy man I'm not sure i am welcome. You are a fool And this is over Over the cliffs of Dover. I regret. I turn the clock back. To where I wasn't taken in. I jump out Of a window And get lost in a jetstream. You're beautiful Until I get close You have the eyes of a mountain goat. A coat of mildew A bad smell And the strap broke in my hand. Now I wanna turn back. Turn back. I wanna turn back. You need a rubber man You need a stretchy man You need a rubber man You need a stretchy man I wanna turn back I wanna turn back You need a rubber man You need a stretchy man You need a rubber man You need a stretchy man I wanna turn back I'm on my back Turn back.