Smoking Whiskey

Breaker, breaker, got a smokey on my back
Pick me up on the other side of this track
I’ve got the throttle burning metal and I’m fast on the run
I got the smell of burning rubber in my lungs

I got a little smokey on my back, smokey on my back, ten ~ four
I got my baby on the tail and I like to do a little more
Fire, fire, got my pipes burning fast
Listen close to the scream of my doomsday machine
There’s only one way down on this highway to hell
I’ve got the suicide clutch set to take you as well

Hot damn, mother fucker, burning the steel
I’m just another barbarian on two fucking wheels
I’ll set the streets on fire as I’m leaving your town
I’m on route 6 6 6 going south