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The BossHoss

Rodeo Radio

 

Rodeo Radio

(album: Rodeo Radio - 2006)


We jumped onto the van, had this job to do the other night quite far to go
Put the pedal to the metal, let the engine rattle
Just heading for the very next show
We smelled like a bar hung over in the car
Just trying to get a little bit of sleep
But Russ just said, boys it's beer o'clock
No quitters on the highway to hell

Let the cigarettes burn, the booze go round
The radio's playing our favorite sound

Rodeo radio no MTV all and more
Rodeo radio no more no less, yearning for
Rodeo radio we want rodeo radio...

Well the party in the van just started to boil
We still had one hour to got
When a cop-car passed and they pulled us out
And a little fat sucker just started to shout
"We don't like you kinda folks around here, so you better hit the road fuck off"
So we paid our bill, put the pedal to the metal
In the moonshine when we drove off

Let the cigarettes burn, the booze go round
The radio's playing our favorite sound

Rodeo radio no MTV all and more
Rodeo radio no more no less, yearning for
Rodeo radio we want rodeo radio...

Well the party in the van just started to boil
We still had one hour to got
When a cop-car passed and they pulled us out
And a little fat sucker just started to shout
"We don't like you kinda folks around here, so you better hit the road fuck off"
So we paid our bill, put the pedal to the metal
In the moonshine when we drove off

We arrived at the club quite late that night
The whole crowd's waiting for us to start
We played a rock'n'roll show way out of control
Kicked asses and the girls kept fainting in the first row
The party backstage just blew our heads off
Whished that we could have a day-off
But no way, next gig's quite far to go
So we hopped into the van, put the pedal to the metal
We smelled like a bar hung over in the car
Just trying to get a little bit of sleep
But Guss just said, boys it's beer o'clock
No quitters on the highway to hell

Let the cigarettes burn, the booze go round
The radio's playing our favorite sound

Rodeo radio no MTV all and more
Rodeo radio no more no less, yearning for
Rodeo radio we want rodeo radio...

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