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Albums:

Severe Tire Damage (They Might Be Giants) · Tire-Toi Une Bûche (Mes Aïeux) · Karaoke Hits Present: Adele (Karaoke Hits) · The Complete Acoustic Tribute to Adele (Jenny Clifford) · A Lullaby Tribute to Adele (Baby Rockstar) · Adele X-Posed: The Interview (Adele) · The Roots Of Adele (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Moi J’Attends Adèle (Pierre Perret) · Skyfall [Multi Tracks Tribute to ADELE] (Remix Kit) · Hits: Adele Cover Band (Hits)


It came to pass
Like lightening striking from above
Electric flash
Just like lightening striking from above
Struck by precious love
Precious,
Bellum style,
And the wind would blow across the old bayou,
And I was a tranquil little child. 

Life was just a tire swing.
'Jambalaya' was the only
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake   

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
And the trucks were sliding sideways
Like sons of bitches
They were putting on their tire chains
Rolling into ditches
And I crawled on by
Like God was
all night
Ride, it'll blow your mind
Baptism by the fire
Don't let me roll the tires
Baptism by the fire
You stir the fire and acquire
Play your
by BF Good tires and bailing wire.

Well, I went to high school and I was not popular.
Now I am older, and it don't matter.
Ole Black's my truck's
With my niggas in my red Mercedes
Attitude like fuck you, pay me
Rolling deeper than Adele when we go out
If the ladies show up, then we show out
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake   

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four wheel
As gentle tides go rolling by,
Along the salt sea strand
The colours blend and roll as one
Together in the sand
And often do the winds entwine
Written by ben shepherd

I woke up in a burning house
I was nailed down to the floor
I looked outside my window
And there is going to be a July snow
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake   

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake   

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake   

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four wheel
night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake?

There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel
And into a right bad dream, now

Underide
You by my side
Smoking tires
Underide
Underide
You by my side
Underide

Never thought we'd get away with
picture of the 70's
When everything felt so free

It's yellow and a little bit of rust
Lookin' good for 42 years young
Ten sets of tires, a hundred bonfires
The revolving door
I'm stuck in it, my love
Your cold, cold heart that never opens
And never tires

What chance do I have?
What chance do I have?
business
Too much monkey business
For me to be in by ten

Someone talkin' to me
Tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it
C'mon try it
You can
We are riding on a railroad, singing some else's song
Forever standing by the cross road. 
Take a side and step along.
We are sailing away
Tires type black
Where the blacktop cracks
Weeds spark through
Dark green enough to be blue
When the mysteries we believe in
Aren't dreamed