BACKSTREETS OF TENNESSEE

Let it RIP

Burn it out before I lose my grip

I need my fucking medicine

It's a fucking ride you won't forget

Don't you worry dear

Don't worry 'cause these streets are dark and deep

It's a promise I keep, you'll bleed

Last mile you'll forever sleep

Fear on four wheels

Let it RIP

Burn it out before I lose my grip

Tail the back streets of Tennessee

That's where I feed

Kick and scream, do you feel it?

Do you feel it, it, it, it?

Now burn it out

Yeah baby, fucking dead to me

Don't even try to fucking kick and scream

Hell on four wheels

50, 50 shot dead

Dragged behind my mighty 'stang

Feeds me

I-40 gonna make you sing

Feeds me

Let it RIP

Burn it out bеfore I lose my grip

Tail the back streets of Tеnnessee

That's where I feed

Kick and scream, do you feel it?

Do you feel it, it, it, it?

Now burn it out

Concrete

Under your knees

Let it rip

In Tennessee

Oh, it's fear on four wheels

Oh, it's fear on four wheels

Let it RIP

Burn it out before I lose my grip

Tail the back streets of Tennessee

That's where I feed

Kick and scream, do you feel it?

Do you feel it, it, it, it?

Now burn it out

Concrete

Under your knees

Let it rip

In Tennessee

Oh, it's fear on four wheels

Oh, fear on four wheels