Tomahawk 101 North Lyrics

Hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Eagles swirl & they pick up the bones
I will shut you down like a bank on a Sunday
The engine has no stories to tell
Because theres no-one to tell em to
The last drugstore has sold the very last pill
Out on the road & I´m high enough, thumb´s up
You are pullin´ over, going to pick me up, shut up!
The rusty wiper blades move along, in song
Having a lonely body in your car, shut up
My piece is in your ear
Movin´ fast, thinkin´ clear
I will squeeze if you do not steer
And follow the line straighter!
You´re the bullet, I´m the gun, I won
Screw on the silencer & have some fun
Grey highway, deserting me
Hitchhiking, a pair of high-beams coming my way
Hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Treading water in an ocean of champagne
You blow a sparkplug when you see a drop of blood
And how many joyrides will it take
The sombre spasms habouring
Those pulsing neon hangovers, hang me
It is Friday night, I am going to f*ck or fight, that is right
This time all I need is one more ride, shut up!
I am car-jacking on a fine spring afternoon
Don´t kid a kidder, don´t s___ a bullshitter
I am hotter than the crack you are cookin´ up, heat up
I am colder than the smack you are jackin´ up, shut up!
I am a balloon & I´m losin´ air, beware
Squeek, ah, squeek
Theres blood on me!
Grey highway, deserting me
Hitchhiking, a pair of high-beams coming my way
Hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride...