Hunter
Imagination’s all in the mind
Why don’t you come up and see me sometime ?
Get wild, get weird, get wonderful
And we can slip into something more comfortable.
Imagination’s up in the air
You wanna stretch it, it’ll go anywhere
I bet those twins ain’t identical
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
What’s that sound ? What’s that sound ?
The Flying Scotsman’s back in town
Can you hear that lonesome whistle call ?
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Imagination, there ain’t any text
Imagining this and imagining that
It’s the only thing left that’s a free for all
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Alright, gather round, gather round
The Flying Scotsman’s back in town
Fully operational
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Imagination’s a beautiful book
Take a look, why don’t you take a look ?
Extra large, large, medium, small
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Hit the sack, hit the sack
The Flying Scotsman’s back on track
All hail rock and roll
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Why don’t we slip into something more comfortable ?
Why don’t we slip into something, slip into something, slip into something, slip into something more comfortable ?
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