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Four twenty-six, and I'm short on track
This simply sounds like a perfect starting track
This morning, like a rubber, still be waking up the bed
A heavy head is what I am, I don't want to fight the same
Hell on wheels, I'm a fire breather
I love your buzz and all the speed kick dealers
Lay down, lay down
You'll see the skid marks going out from town
Yes, I drive around
In this city, you can't shut me down
Here comes the foghorn, it smells down the street
If I really must, then I'll stop you for a drink
This stuff is only an issue, I take my turn
My heavy bronze Texas inch lace down the street, skrr
Hell on wheels, I'm a fire breather
I love your buzz and all the speed kick dealers
Lay down, lay down
You'll see the skid marks going out from town
Yes, I drive around
In this city, you can't shut me down
I won't give up, it's an exercise I'll do
Keep it clear, I'm a hundred and ninety-two
The front feels a lot for the side, you might be crushed
The hitch might let me have you, you're in a rush
Hell on wheels, I'm a fire breather
I love your buzz and all the speed kick dealers
Lay down, lay down
You'll see the skid marks going out from town
Yes, I drive around
In this city, you can't shut me down
Yes, I drive around
I'm in control, I'm in the band
Yes, I drive around
No other people call me a heavy head
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