Lock up your hats, lock up your hats He transfered his soul to his imagination His atoms were excited and he glowed in the dark The boiling boy was
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his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones This boy is
Form a ring and wind and twine Round the ol' grape vine Heavy on the wire from the house Salt the cow and kill the calf Meet yer lonesome with a once
me out The one that put me down Well I wired up a car in East Fontana I was a???eaded for San Berdu Ahhh my midnight oil It was on the boil An boy I