Blazing thunder

from by The Maggoty Brats

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He has been around and all the way back,
to the country boarders in his Cadillac,
with a big sport bag that I know for a fact.
He had a dirty suit and a golden watch,
Greasy hair all long and black
and an attitude that couldn’t meet no match.

He’s stone cold, bad to the bone.
He’s a motorised ghost rider
and he don’t bother for his peers no more.
He’s a rude chap, a cruel mack.
Who would hit and run like that ?
God have mercy on his heart of stone.

Blazing thunder howling through the night.
Going further on the other side.
Running over everything in sight
so, please just don’t step into the light.

He will never have peace of mind
until there’s no one left for an homicide.
You don’t want him going to your town soon.
So if you hear that motor screaming,
get running if you know what I mean.
You might end up in his big sport bag too.

He’s stone cold, bad to the bone.
He’s a motorised ghost rider
and he don’t bother for his peers no more.
He’s a rude chap, a cruel mack.
Who would hit and run like that ?
God have mercy on his heart of stone.

Blazing thunder howling through the night.
Going further on the other side.
Running over everything in sight
so, please just don’t step into the light.

Going further, running over,
Going further, running over,
Going further, running over you.

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from Folklore Noir, released January 6, 2015
Music and lyrics by The Maggoty Brats

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