Oh Hey, Bruce

bruce

In the day we sweat it out in the streets
of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
And steppin’ out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young
‘Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

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One Response to “Oh Hey, Bruce”

  1. Sami Says:

    The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive. Everybody’s out on the run tonight but there’s no place left to hide etc.

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