Wake the Dead

can you feel the beat
underneath your feet like a freight train comin bringin on the heat
crowd turned up and the kick drum thumpin ain't no time to think
bout a fifty hour week and the tap we're runnin two more rounds a drinks
got the gas in the tank get the pistons a pumpin
oh. don't hold back just let it go
oh. stompin out holes in a hardwood floor
shake the ground till ya wake the dead shake the ground till ya wake the dead

trouble walks in the door
hit ya hard like a jar a white lightnin steps out on the floor
she's shakin that thing in perfect timin three shots down
feelin ten feet tall gonna steal a dance you're spinnin her around
she's lookin at you like ya got a chance
oh. don't hold back just let it go
oh. stompin out holes in a hardwood floor
shake the ground till ya wake the dead shake the ground till ya wake the dead

just put your hands in the air and sing from the heart if you really had a home in a trailer park
ya see it doesn't matter where ya got your start the only thing that really matters is ya make your mark
and givin it all you got till you drop's gonna take you from the bottom on the way to the top
and everybody who stands up and says they made you are always gonna be the ones that try to break you
but damn it ain't about your need to win
in the end success is the best revenge
ain't about the money at the end of the day cause everyone i give a damn about's at the front of the stage
gettin it while we're young
any way we can beg steal or borrow livin on the run
and partyin like there's no tomorrow burnin up the night
and shakin it down till the break a dawn
ain't shuttin it down till the bottle's gone (gone gone gone gone gone)
oh. don't hold back just let it go
oh. stompin out holes in a hardwood floor
shake the ground till ya wake the dead shake the ground till ya wake the dead
shake the ground till ya wake the dead shake the ground till ya wake the dead



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Riggs, Chad Camp
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