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I was drifting for days
Where the sun don't shine
While the night is young
I clock a little overtime
I'll work until dawn
Awaken with the setting sun
And I'll tether my blimp
Wherever there's a party on
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it boils down to it
You could hold the world
In the palm of your hand
One big bazaar
The Earth is like a garage sale
I'm pitching my stall
To cater to the infidel
And I'm shifting my shape
Morphing into Spider-Man
And I'll tether my blimp
Wherever there's a party on
Cause if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it boils down to it
You could hold the world
In the palm of your hand
And the beat goes on
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
One big bazaar
The Earth is like a garage sale
And I peddle my wares
Wherever there's a floor to fill
And if you roll with it
You can ride the Spice Train
When it comes down to it
You would trade it all
For one night in her arms
Still the beat goes on
From Bahrain to Brixton
From Beirut to Bruges
From Beijing to Boston
Still the beat goes on
Still the beat goes on
Still the beat goes on, on, on
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