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    Energy, pullin' on mass, relative mind
    We're movin' ourselves around, we're out of time
    Center of a polar force, we're on a line
    Squished into a VCR, we can't rewind

    Call the Doc Brown (x4)

    I wanna face myself, no, you can't
    Let me go, I won't, not a chance

    Coach is in the paper, I'll make it out
    Traveling through the depths of space, lateral time right

    Call the Doc Brown (x8)
    Call the Doc Brown (x8)

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