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(yeah, alright, get ready) Rolled into this godforsaken town
Left my regrets way down in the dirt
Another cheap glass to wash it down Underneath this sweat-stained denim shirt
Yeah, life's a bitch and then you burn
I don't give a damn about what they say
No, they don't know my name anyway
(fuck 'em all) This is a
cold, hard road we run
Living on whiskey and a smoking gun
Don't preach your shit to me no more
Get your hands off my damn door
(hell yeah, let it rip)
Two hundred miles on an empty tank
Checking my pockets for a dime to spend
Another middle finger to the local bank
They ain't never gonna break me,
friend
(no way, bastard)
I don't give a damn about what they say
No, they don't know my name anyway
(fuck 'em all) This is a
cold, hard road we run
Living on whiskey and a smoking gun
Don't preach your shit to me no more
Get your hands off my damn door (hell yeah,
let it rip)
Yeah, we're heading out
Where the wild things grow
No more fucking rules
Let the engine blow (hahaha,
see ya)