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On the seventh hour of the seventh day
The seventh son was looking for a seventh aged get-away
The word came down from a blinding light
You got one chance, baby, baby, babe, you better do it right

I was driving down on the 101
It was late at night and I was thinking 'bout the things I'd done
All of my regrets and, baby, all of my fears
I was slipping the car from gear to gear to gear

Man, I really got going, I started picking up speed
I hit 135 and I had everything I'd need
Started shaking bad, fearing for my life
I let go of the wheel and I flew into the night

God bless the child, God bless his soul
But God perish the idea that he will die before he's old
You gotta be cool, you gotta behave
And there'll be time for that when I'm lying in my grave

You gotta watch your step, or you'll lose your way
Take heed of your elders, do everything they say
Yeah, I gotta watch out for the man who tolls the bells
But if I fear for the devil and I fear for myself
Lord, I'm gonna have to fear for everybody else

Oh yeah, I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna live until the day I die
Ain't got time to wonder why
I'm gonna live until the day I die

One more heaven, I'm gonna try
I'm gonna live 'til the day I die
Gonna make my way up to the sky
'Cause I'm gonna live until the day I die