Rodeo Rush

(get ready)

Dust kickin' up on the concrete floor

Bass line knockin' at the temple door

Wild West ridin' on a high-speed track No brakes now and we

ain't lookin' back (woooh)

Feel the heat risin' from the ground below

When the guitar strikes,

we let it go

(one, two, three, go)

We don't stop till the daylight breaks

Every single bone in the valley shakes Rhythm of the drums got

us flyin' high

We are the fire in the midnight sky (let's ride)

Ride the storm, hold the line

This is our space,

this is our time

(hey,

hey, hey)