Letras Ready Let's Roll - Bob Schneider

Ready Let's Roll

Em rusty rays of light shine down on his face\nwhile the blood from the knife wound fills the place\npack up the car come on let’s get out of here\nwhile the sirens start to fill the air\na low moan and a gurgle now the body’s still\noh if this was only some kind of bad dream but\nhow are we going to get out this shit we’re in she says\ndont worry baby we’ll figure out something\nwe’ll give them the slip they won’t be expecting the zinger\nwe’ll slip him the mickey then we’ll give him the finger\ni had the drummer figured for a ringer but i had\nno idea the DEA was using the singer but\nit’s alright cause i love you baby though\nyou ready i’m ready ready i’m ready let’s roll\nyou ready i’m ready im ready let’s roll\nplastic gas cap attack up on the sunset strip stray coal from an errant flicked\nlit cigarette no joke when the shit lit crazy swarzenegger movie cript keeper\nshit\ngot two new ghosts to sweat out the heat seeker\nchuck taylor burnt blackbeefy tweaker heaven bound\nheaded down interstate zero too late just bad guys no winner no hero\nwall mart break in 3 in the am\ngot the key from my cousin’s what i saying\nyo whatever you can get on the quick aight\nshotgun, shells, doritos and a mag light\naspirins, tampons, oh shit are you serious\ni’m serious as a heartattack mofo but now i’m getting furious\nblack sun no hope cops in the gunscope\nlay low make some dough then head to mexico\nlay on the beach during the colder months\ndrinking maitais smoking blunts with some mexicans\nblend into the background\njust got to make it to the border somehow\nannie oakley dead shot it aint over yet\ncount your chips and place your bets\nhide out hoodwink blood in a black sink\nbullets in a bathtub hold up i can’t think\nbrown recluse in the black of my mind\naint a problem i can’t fix with my nine\nsho shot get tight deer in the headlight\nblack widow spider bite kisses in the lamplight\ntight spot i got a red dot\nfollowing me around keeping me here in the hot spot\nfortune cookie the future looks shitty\nlit up like a parliment i got blood on my dickies\ncan’t think straight with this mad dog flush\npass it over got to feel the rush\ni know this place in new mexico where we can cross at night\ni got a cousin on the border patrol aight\npack em up and let’s go\nyou ready i’m ready i’m ready let’s roll