One boot in the gutter, one boot on the gas,
One boot in the grave & one up your ass,
Highway to Heaven in Cadillac Black,
Wreck on the road to hell & back
Beer & cocaine, blowing high octane Desperadomobiles,
With nasty dispositions Black Mass appeal, Werewolves On Wheels
Fueled up tire fire mess of cheap booze & prescription meds,
Gasoline blood the road runs red on dirty fangs & smoking treads...
Wear Ya' Down
Gonna' wear ya' like a million bucks,
In the back of a burned out pick up truck,
Gonna' wear ya' like a six inch heel,
At a crime scene underneath the wheel,
Gonna' Wear Ya' Down, Gonna' Wear Ya' Down
Downtown,
Gonna' wear ya' like a pretty fur,
On a little girl, at the end of the world,
Gonna' wear ya' like a Tiger skin,
Gonna' wear ya' like you know where I've been,
The perfect blend of naive enthusiasm and unfiltered rock 'n' roll danger, leading to an explosive, raw sound. Volcanic, pure, and crushing. Bandcamp New & Notable May 30, 2017