From Hell to Texas (live in Prague, Czech Republic)
Born to die in a rock 'n' roll band
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
Mama said
Boredom will rot you brain
So I gotta get out of here
Before I go insane
Go to hell honey, I'm back on the road
Can't even say goodbye?
Nothing you can say can keep me here
Don't even try
Go to hell honey, I'm back on the road
That's where I'm gonna stay
Kick, scream and cry all you want
I'm still going away
'Cause I'm sick of you
I'm sick of staying home
If don't rock soon
I'm gonna explode
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
I was born to die in a rock 'n' roll band
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
And if I die
Somewhere on the road
Flush my fucking ashes
Down a Cracker Barrel commode
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
And we ain't going away
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
We're drunk and ready to play
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
Couldn't quit if we tried
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
Where rules don't apply
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
Mama said
Boredom will rot you brain
So I gotta get out of here
Before I go insane
Go to hell honey, I'm back on the road
Can't even say goodbye?
Nothing you can say can keep me here
Don't even try
Go to hell honey, I'm back on the road
That's where I'm gonna stay
Kick, scream and cry all you want
I'm still going away
'Cause I'm sick of you
I'm sick of staying home
If don't rock soon
I'm gonna explode
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
I was born to die in a rock 'n' roll band
Always sounded like a hell of a plan
Form hell to Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand
And if I die
Somewhere on the road
Flush my fucking ashes
Down a Cracker Barrel commode
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
And we ain't going away
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
We're drunk and ready to play
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
Couldn't quit if we tried
Drink up everybody, we're back on the road
Where rules don't apply
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Rey, Ruyter Suys, Karen Exley, Jeremy Thompson, Blaine Cartwright
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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