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A racing stampede

Down in the valley

The waves are horses made of mercury

Our boot so shakin

Well timber aching

hitter smelter in the pouring rain.

The boiling river’s driving me insane

The rain gods are calling my name.

The end of the world already in sight.

Midnight in China

We’re struck between the devil and

The deep blue sea

Heaven! Fire

The angels of hell

Found their heaven on earth.

Caught in ancient China

The slaves just pull the ropes

A never ding tug of war

And the river always wins the game

Helter skelter in the pouring rain.