Slim Pickens Does the Right Thing and Rides the Bomb to Hell

Album: Days Go By (2012)
  • Take me for a ride
    I'm the one you pushed aside
    But it's coming back to you
    Yeah it's coming back to you, hey!

    Run to the sound
    Take it back and double down
    'Cause it's coming back to you
    Yeah it's coming back to you

    Well

    Well we're pouring gasoline
    So dance around the fire that we once believed in

    It'll never be the same, now
    'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
    Give it up the champions of greed
    So come around and have another round of me

    Dance f***er dance, let the motherf***er burn, hey!

    Snake's in the grass while you are living in the past
    Say what're you gonna do?
    Yeah what're you gonna do, hey!

    Earn never learn
    When you're cheering while it burns
    Yeah we're coming after you
    Yeah we're coming after you, hey!

    Slim Pickens well he does the right thing
    And he rides the bomb to hell
    Yeah he rides the bomb to hell

    Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
    If you're gonna go to hell
    Drinking up you might as well

    Are you really gonna take it like that?
    Riding on the missile with the cowboy hat, and

    Well the world is gonna end
    So dance around the fire that we once believed in

    Wanna tear it down again, now
    'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
    Give it up the sons of anarchy
    So come around and have another round of me

    Dance f***er dance, let the motherf***er burn, hey!

    Are you really gonna take it like that?
    Riding on the missile with the baseball bat, and

    Well we're pouring gasoline
    So dance around the fire that we once believed in

    It'll never be the same
    The takers and the liars that we all believed in

    Well we're going down in flames
    So dance around the fire
    We dance around the fire

    'Cause it's never left for us to be
    Give it up the champions of grief
    So come around and have another round of me

    Hey, hey!

    Dance f***er dance, let the motherf***er burn, hey! Writer/s: BRYAN HOLLAND
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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