Pilot - Ten Feet Tall
PatonI could make a star shineWhen I win a gold mineYes, I keep my hands inside the fireI could be a go forI could be a chauffeurYes, I keep my hands inside the fire* I wish I was ten feet tallThen I wouldn't be made to crawlI wish I was a fireman's palCause I got to get hellThey said that fame was just a gameThings were not so hot, the doctor cameAnd time went byAll about finding outNo one else was right still I was wrongOh, write a little songI could be a poor boyI could sweep the floor boyYes, I keep my hands inside the fireRepeat*I could fly a jumboTake to ColomboYes, I raise my sights a little higherI could make a star shineWhen I win a gold mineYes, I keep my hands inside the fireRepeat*?2I wish I could get out of my headTo forget the things I saidRepeat*
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