I pull up to the pad, it's different again Last week it was three floors, how much did he spend New crates by the ramp, new signs on the wall New door where a wall was, man, I can’t keep it all There's fresh little details in every direction A stair in the back still under construction I swear that hangar grows when I’m halfway inside Like it feeds on my credits and triples the size And the numbers keep shifting The deals keep drifting One day it’s fair Next day I’m missing Wikkelo's hangar, what’s going on? Wikkelo's hangar, it keeps growing on More floors, more boxes, more stuff I don’t know Wikkelo's hangar, where the credits go Wikkelo's hangar, tell me plain and true Why every exchange rate bends when I’m with you? I came for a quick trade, came another week Found a second garage and some upgraded tech Got a fresh new elevator, got a locked side room Got a stack of odd parts and a lined up groom There’s armor in corners, there’s tech on the beam There’s a whole extra level that I’ve never seen And every time I ask how the price got so high He smiles like a saint, “Give it one more try.” Now the rates keep moving The floor keeps proving Every small sale Turns into bruising Wikkelo's hangar, what’s going on? Wikkelo's hangar, it keeps growing on More floors, more boxes, more stuff I don’t know Wikkelo's hangar, where the credits go Wikkelo's hangar, tell me plain and true Why every exchange rate bends when I’m with you? I’m not saying he’s guilty I’m just saying it’s strange How the inventory blooms And the numbers rearrange One minute I’m rich Next minute I’m light And he’s got another level By the end of the night Wikkelo's hangar, what’s going on? Wikkelo's hangar, it keeps growing on More floors, more boxes, more stuff I don’t know Wikkelo's hangar, where the credits go Wikkelo's hangar, tell me plain and true Why every exchange rate bends when I’m with you?
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