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Bruce Dickinson

Time travel
Voyage of the chosen few
Not yet, but maybe soon

In the post alternative Seattle fallout
Worms will fly and pigs will shout
Does a worm have a brain, well you'd better find out
Slice it in half and suck the offending part out

If you can't see the roof there must be a ceiling
If you can't find the door you must be locked in
Cover your faces cover your vest
Cover your ears east and west

Where do you wanna go?
I know where you wanna go
I don't want you to save me

Where do you wanna go?
I know where you wanna go
I don't want you to save me

There's something about a nozzle I like
Maybe the way they wave at you
Expectantly in the summer heat
Mmm, yellow lines on policemen, dry?

In the post alternative Seattle fallout
How would ya know how would you find out?
How can you see the wood for the trees?
Trying to find a species to rhyme with the birds and bees

When the world is run by things that squirt and it is
Better watch the skies for holy dirt
Go home on the bus and have your tea
Come have a vulture meal with me

Where do you wanna go?
I know where you wanna go
I don't want you to save me

Where do you wanna go?
I know where you wanna go
I don't want you to save me

Everything is very strange in here

Time travel
Voyage of the chosen few
Not yet but maybe soon

Written by DICKINSON, BRUCE / DICKSON, ALEX JOHN / DALE, CHRISTOPHER / ELENA, ALLESANDRO
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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