Whiskey Twisted Bang

Got the engine roaring at the red-light line

Smoke in the air and we're killing time

No brakes tonight, we're cutting the cord

Take a wild spin on a cardboard board (whoooo)

Let it rip,

let it roll Lose control

Tits out for a twist,

spin it round and round

No safety net till we hit the ground

Tits out for a twist,

let the tires scream

Living inside

of a high-octane dream

(yeah, let's go!)

Sparks in the alley,

paint on the street

We don't need a rhythm to move our feet

One more turn through the midnight haze Burning the map in a

gasoline blaze

(go, go, go)

Let it rip, let it roll Lose control

Tits out for a twist,

spin it round and round

No safety net till we hit the ground

Tits out for a twist,

let the tires scream

Living inside

of a high-octane dream

(oh yeah!)

We bend the steel

We break the wheel

Nothing is real

Except this feeling (hahahaha)

Tits out for a twist,

spin it round and round

No safety net till we hit the ground

Tits out for a twist,

let the tires scream

Living inside

of a high-octane dream

(yeah, spin it round!)

Let it twist!

(ohhhhh yeah)