Caught in the crossfire while the battle raged down the hall
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There were no bad guys, just a couple of consenting adults
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I just had to get away, but I had no car to drive
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So my body stayed inside my room
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As I slipped into my mind
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CHORUS
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I'm going out where no one can find me
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Beyond this thickened air, where my spirit is free
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I'm blasting off with a strum of my six string
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Six String Rocketeer
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Well, my getaway car is this beat up guitar
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And I'm off to that place
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Where I find my escape
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Life as it happens is rarely the way that you planned
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Roll with the punches or you'll end up a mad, little man
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A broken home was not the place they intended this to end
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But the wounds were deep inside my soul
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Let the healing begin
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REPEAT CHORUS
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I step on board as commander in chief
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With Sgt. Pepper in military motif
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We walk this ship and I nod with a grin
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At my friends Gordon Sumner and Mudslide Slim
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"Take me to the pilot," I demand
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And they lead me to the Rocket Man
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"Who's navigating?" I inquire
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As Julio swoops down by the schoolyard
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There my soul was as light as a feather
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As the Piano Man had us all singing together
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REPEAT CHORUS
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Six String Rocketeer
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