Lyrics:
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
Holy smoking sweet desire
Like a hot rod baby
Oh stick this
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
Holy smoking sweet desire
Like a hot rod baby
Oh stick this
Hot shots in hot rods
The time is now
The tempo is fast
Hey big boy
Well hello gorgeous
Va va va voom
What a set of wheels
Welcome
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
You will hear my heart
And the circuit will be complete
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
You will hear my heart
And the circuit will be complete
Another motherfucker goes down the drain
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Just add it up to the hot rod death
Another motherfucker goes down the drain
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Just add it up to the hot rod death
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar Hill circuit
The Sugar
Another motherfucker goes down the drain
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Hard headed fuck you all
Just add it up to the hot rod death
Well I've led an evil life, so they say
But I'll hide from the devil on judgement day, I said
Move, hot-rod, move man
Move, hot-rod, move man
Now I make a living from a circuit I made
Out of trial and error and gigs that I've played
It might be the money or the town that it's in
But
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit (yo)
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em
Motorcycles?
Were the circuits like freeways?
I kept dreaming of a world I thought I'd never see
And then, one day
I got in
CHORUS
Dead end circuit dead end circuit
Dead end circuit
Come out of the dead end circuit
I man find it hard to survive
In dis ya concrete jungle
and demand,
I'm 'bout to serve the fiends.
And I'm a working dream
I keep the circuit clean.
See I'm the fucking future, I'm a working machine
Don't trust
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