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Hooked on the truck by Egon

As I hooked on the truck, the moon was a coin,
golden coin, it was my only light.
As I hooked on the truck, no money, no food
just one cheap vine and big sharp knife, really so cool.

No goal, no idea, just knowing I gotta run just like a hell.
No plan for a business, just feeling I must express my self.

If you are running, across the hell and you will hook strong on the truck,
don’t  mind you’re risking you’re free to choose
when entrain or quickly get out!

As I hooked on the truck, the wind in my hair
was slowly but fair till the avalanche.
As I hooked on the truck people were smiling
When I was falling and broke my legs.

I’ve no attempt to move, no power but will
Seemed little bit stronger…
Their laugh makes me better and gives me power
And kicks me forward.

Just, open up your heart it’s just like you open up a door.
There’s always someone who helps you to get down on the floor.