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Chrome Division Booze Broads Beelzebub

We've got something that won't Make you sober Flaming shots on a line Come on over We've got something that won't Make you sober Booze, broads and Beelzebub

Another day on a dusty road We've got a long way to go Don't even bother lecturing us 'Cause we already know We should've been here a long time ago We

Well, you've seen the show Well, you've hear songs You've seen the books and magazines Well, I've had enough It's time to change it all I hear the revolution

Well, everybody raise your glass And Welcome to the show Let there be no doubt We got a lot to show Turn the music up loud So chicks can move on the

Smoke From barrels and rubber Blazing from state to state Dusty boots stompin' on the pedal The engine is fueled by hate Full speed, the wheels are on

You need a break And you need some inspiration You need a place where you can be free All your friends are gone, But you still got temptation Won't you

I opened up and gave you everything It didn't mean much to you You were never satisfied I never knew what to do Every feeling you ever gave me Was just