151
Just a jet-fueled punk looking for a fight
A head-on collision with an appetite
And I'm taking everything in stride
I got a belly full of a turpentine
The kinda thing that tears you up inside
I'm going down but I'm feeling fine
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm rolling on down 151
I got a brother, he's a son of a god
I got a heart, never needed no one
But I'll tell you honey, you might do tonight
When I ain't high, I'm closer to the ground
I'll tell ya sugar I ain't coming down
I'm feeling lucky, so honey roll them dice
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm going down
Get back, Jack
Honey, I said "Get back, Jack"
And I'm rolling on down 151
Heading down to the corner store
I need something to help me
Scrape me off the floor
Rolling on down 151, oh
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm rolling on down 151
No, no, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A head-on collision with an appetite
And I'm taking everything in stride
I got a belly full of a turpentine
The kinda thing that tears you up inside
I'm going down but I'm feeling fine
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm rolling on down 151
I got a brother, he's a son of a god
I got a heart, never needed no one
But I'll tell you honey, you might do tonight
When I ain't high, I'm closer to the ground
I'll tell ya sugar I ain't coming down
I'm feeling lucky, so honey roll them dice
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm going down
Get back, Jack
Honey, I said "Get back, Jack"
And I'm rolling on down 151
Heading down to the corner store
I need something to help me
Scrape me off the floor
Rolling on down 151, oh
And get back, Jack, I'm a tippin' back
Gonna ride this road 'til it all goes black
Staring down that loaded gun
Don't wanna see no more damage done
I'm fading out with the setting sun
And I'm rolling on down 151
No, no, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Donaldson, Alexander Scott Donaldson, Bo, James Michael Toof, Shaun Soho, William Shaunessy Toof
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