SLIM PICKENS DOES THE RIGHT THING AND RIDES THE BOMB TO HELL

Take me for a Ride, I'm the one You pushed aside But it's coming back to you Ya it's coming back to you Run to the sound, Take it back and double down Cause it's coming back to you Ya it's coming back to you Ahh Well we're pouring gasoline So dance around the fire that We once believed in Ahh and we'll never be the same Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up the champions of greed So come around and have Another round on me Snake is in the grass while You're living in the past Saying whatcha gonna do? Ya whatcha gonna do? Earn never learn we'll be cheering while it burns And we're coming after you Ya we're coming after you Slim pickens well he does The right thing And he rides the bomb to hell Ya he rides the bomb to hell Watch the pulse it quickens after every little sting If you're gonna go to hell Drink it up you might as well Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on a missile with a cowboy hat Ahh well the world is gonna end So dance around the fire that We once believed in I wanna tear it down again Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up the sons of anarchy So come around and have Another round on me Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on a missile with a baseball bat Ahh well we're pouring gasoline So dance around the fire that we once believed in Ahh and we'll never be the same The takers and the liars that we all believed in Ahh well we're going down in flames So dance around the fire, We dance around the fire Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up the champions of greed So come around and have another round on me Dance fucker dance let the motherfucker burn!