Coronado Lyrics

It's pretty and sweet and it's often sour
Moving along at every hour

In a van through town and country
Looking at the back of another big lorry

Everyone is finding a way to make this never ending experience o.k. And I can't help but feel that this is made for living
It just like some numbers and white collars...
Cutting corners...

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