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a van
Driven by an elder gentlemen who cuts right in front of me 
From now on that's all I see

(instrumental)

Chorus 
Its a nine hour drive from me
who'd drive such a rig like that
All the truckers would ask, "Who's the gal in a little pink Mack?"

So don't mess around if you're looking for a race
scot-fucking-free
And we all did

This truckers atlas roads the ways
The freeways and highways don't know
The buzz from the bird on my dash
Road locomotive
Vinyl hot from the press
Trucker's standing by
Ready to hit the road again
Distance's drive you insane

Roars of anticipation
The lights are
Gather round me boys and fill your coffee cups
I'll tell you all a story while you drive them trucks
A story bout a girl who joined the state
an airplane and they'll just bounce

Paint our name on them road cases, stencil and white spray paint
"Drive-by Truckers" on every one or maybe just "DBT"
the haze

Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
the haze

Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my
Cold metal, gets in my blood
And my attitude

Yeah, uh-huh

Threw my hide in an automobile
Heard a song called "Drive the Wheel"
Truckers, trailers,
Originally recorded by KISS off the album Dressed To Kill, 1975
You show us everything you've got 
You keep on dancin and the room gets hot 
You
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered
to their car and drive to the DJ booth. 
Signal the DJ by ringing the bell. 

I see that Banksy left a post-it note for Anonymous, for Anonymous 
It
"Well, since we're recording tonight, 
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to 
Let us be on your album. We have to thank 
You for that, this is
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
(P. Wilson, A. Watkins, S. May) 
Producer: Absolute 
Album: Twenty Four Seven (99) 
  
I'm feeling low, I tear out my hair
Walking 'round in
clearly immune
We lead
Charmed lives

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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album entitled "V-Deep"
pull in here he's fuckin' asleep. 
What is he, a fuckin' pussycat?

(He drives as much as I do. 
You run your station, we'll take care of our rig.)
they been told
Their rhymes used to be worth something like Mr. T`s gold
Now I`m in, so watch me Kline like Calvin
I`m the Dread Man, you fucked up by
sex drive?s stronger than the engine of a trucker
But she?ll have to be on top 'cause you a lazymuthafucka

Lazymuthafucka, lazymuthafucka
You's
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
There's a disc jockey in Hartlanberg 
Who works at W.A.N.T. 
He puts two or three eggs in him 
And he's in your car by 6.00 am 

He lives for
Save your best moves. It gets weird
Billions of cops, smoke and mirrors
Carrying creed cards we all race for death
Hope to be saved by our next