Jetstream

Is this a free seat?
 Which way you heading?
 You keep pushing and you keep pushing.
 Between the whipcrack
 And the moonbeams
 I said coachman where we heading?
 The gleaming teeth
 Of the inbetween
 I can hear some people laughing.
 Is this is a stitch up?
 I am not willing
 So I am turning you off and then I'm counting.
 I regret.
 I turn the clock back.
 To where I wasn't taken in.
 I jump out
 Of a window
 And get lost in a jetstream.
 This is a ghost coach
 That we are riding
 Damp decay and splintering.
 Between the whipcrack
 And the moonbeams
 I can hear some people laughing.
 We need a rubber man
 We need a stretchy man
 I'm not sure i am welcome.
 You are a fool
 And this is over
 Over the cliffs of Dover.
 I regret.
 I turn the clock back.
 To where I wasn't taken in.
 I jump out
 Of a window
 And get lost in a jetstream.
 You're beautiful
 Until I get close
 You have the eyes of a mountain goat.
 A coat of mildew
 A bad smell
 And the strap broke in my hand.
 Now I wanna turn back.
 Turn back.
 I wanna turn back.
 You need a rubber man
 You need a stretchy man
 You need a rubber man
 You need a stretchy man
 I wanna turn back
 I wanna turn back
 You need a rubber man
 You need a stretchy man
 You need a rubber man
 You need a stretchy man
 I wanna turn back
 I'm on my back
 Turn back.