Songtext von Walking In The Great Shining Path Of Monster Trucks

Well I crashed a Cadillac through the Gates Of Hell And returned with a Fist Full Of Dollars And Evel Knievel, like Virgil Was a gentleman as well as a scholar I fly like a Retro-glide buckshot And you know I hang like a hex on a barn Grind the guardrail like a nail on a file Above and beyond the hole nine yards Well I rolled Jesse Helms like a cigarette And smoked him higher than the highest of the minarets Jesse James couldn't even handle it Started looking at me like I was Sanskrit 'Cause in the Great Shining Path of the Great Monster Trucks There's no such thing as beginner's luck I'm the Dirty Dozen for the price of one Get it while it's hot, going, going, going, gone It's about time you started learning Started learning to come to where the flavor is Flavor is It's about time you started learning You started learning to come to Where the Flavor Is Flavor is The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country Where the washer's stuffed with money are growing like grass Junk bondage racks never cut you slack But that's the way the racket goes when rounding up green backs Don't hate me just because I'm beautiful You'll find that it's really not unusual When you're raised with The Good, The Bad, The Ugly A holy trinity in Flavor Country It's about time you started learning Started learning to come to Where the Flavor Is Flavor is I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle And you are my happy trail You are my happy trail You are my happy trail You are my happy trail The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country