No Rest for The Wicked Well

Did you miss us?
Did we go away too long
Now we're back (on track)
With a whole new bunch of songs (country songs)

So here we go again
It seems so much has changed
Songs to sing and souls to sell

So here we go again
It seems so much has changed
Songs to sing and souls to sell
May we present to you
Album number two
Hotter than the hobs of hell

I'm still crooning
Beco's still on bass
The wizard's still shredding that geetar
Jukebox sets the pace

So here we go again
It seems so much has changed
Songs to sing and souls to sell
May we present to you
Album number two
Hotter than the hobs of hell

No more a country fraud
Make a million move abroad
To Nashville (Tennessee)
That town was made for me
I'll buy a ranch to call my own
Move the family home from home
With Sheryl Crow right next door
Make friends with Brad and many more
An Opry room filled with guitars
Played by famous country stars
My old Martin standing tall
Platinum record on the wall
They'll make a movie to tell our story
Mesi sessions to Opry glory
I'll write the script and we'll play ourselves

So here we go again
It seems so much has changed
Songs to sing and souls to sell
May we present to you
Album number two
Hotter than the hobs of hell
We-eh-ell We-eh-ell
We-eh-ell We-eh-ell