Lyrics:
love
It ain't the fall that gets you
It's the sudden stop that does
Well I wasn't gonna take this broken heart laying down
So I jumped up, cranked
Kingston Springs bridge
Where we painted our names back in 2010
Blazer heat cranked high, 955 slow jams
I hear the same songs now
We was rockin' Brooks
hopping in the truck
The radio cranked up
We can’t get there fast enough
Cause its one of those days
One of those Days
One of those days
[Chorus:
on the box
I got it all cranked up 'cause, yeah that shit rocks, uh
Gotta roll down the window, things are getting all hot
I'm runnin' out of gas baby I
The sign said: Forty miles to Canada
My truck tore across Montana
Ian Tyson sang a lonesome lullaby
And so I cranked up the radio
Cause there's
phone cranked, got bare missed calls
Now my manager's pissed, thought I was in court
I can't speak on what happened last time
It's a in-house ting, man
stoned on the air
Cranked up and blew a fuse
And can't find a spare
NO WHERE
Can't dance to the static
Can't dance to the static
Can't dance
used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle
now she's in Reno working overtime
kinda shaky a screw is loose
strapped me down cranked up the juice
I blew a fuse and the place went dark
I beat
be heard
Pig can fly
Pig can fly
Pig can fly
Pig can fly
Well the swine changed his name to Link
His gears cranked, sputtered, and spewed
bike/one dream would scream across the finish line.
I laid it down into turn one, cranked it down full bore.
With my air-cooled transverse in-line four
It was a summer night
I took off in my old man's car
I rolled the windows right on down
I cranked up the radio
And chased the meteors
and before he cranked the key
He put his seatbelt on and buckled up to be as safe can be
Followed every traffic rule on the way from A to Z
And then he went
trough
Pig smokin' slow
Flatbed band cranked up loud
The more we drink the better they sound
See the bonfire from all around
Lettin' everybody know
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Man I love it when she climbs on up
And we get to cruisin in my Chevy Truck
Speakers cranked up and the windows
like some cavemen and so cranked up last name Statham
You can try to keep us caged in but we’re too hot call us Cajun
I’m melting all these braces
SEEMED UPHILL. I PULLED OUT THE CASH, HE GIVES ME THE KEYS, I CRANKED HER UP AND I HEADED OUT TO THAT OCEAN BREEZE. I SPENT A LIFETIME BUT NOW I CAN SAY,
And never act accord as if they off the bath salts
Going bat shit, down to spas off like a drag horse
Coked up and cranked up they mad ruthless
Jaw breakers
Hed Bangin
lets cut these keys up
well build records made of stone
get real real tuned up
cranked with the speakers blown
then we gave up
we gave up
to hard
Squat truck pulling up and this bitch hard
Damn I think I stole your moms heart
Pass out pass out check out this ice now
Torsion keys cranked up
a pas élevé une dompe
Might as well tant qu'à y être
Flow comme un kayak
Cranked up, gayés
Encore là, oh boy!
Chasse pis cueillette
Chill, on s'enjaille
We set the drums up
And jammed away
I plugged right in
Cranked the amp up loud
And we begin
To tear the house down
And I saw Nicky
When he called out
Speeding house DJs
endlessly talking
Cranked up punk rockers
burning every bridge
They can't be seen
through filters on Insta
But my influences
they're
gotta wonder where you are|I know you're gone but you're not that far|'Cuz I can feel you in the audio pipe speakers cranked up in my car||Bass drums
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