Clutch - Walking In The Great Shining Path Of Monster Trucks Lyrics
Well I crashed a Cadillac through the Gates Of HellAnd returned with a Fist Full Of DollarsAnd Evel Knievel, like VirgilWas a gentleman as well as a scholarI fly like a Retro-glide buckshotAnd you know I hang like a hex on a barnGrind the guardrail like a nail on a fileAbove and beyond the hole nine yardsWell I rolled Jesse Helms like a cigaretteAnd smoked him higher than the highest of the minaretsJesse James couldn't even handle itStarted looking at me like I was Sanskrit'Cause in the Great Shining Path of the Great Monster TrucksThere's no such thing as beginner's luckI'm the Dirty Dozen for the price of oneGet it while it's hot, going, going, going, goneIt's about time you started learningStarted learning to come to where the flavor isFlavor isIt's about time you started learningYou started learning to come to Where the Flavor IsFlavor isThe skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor CountryWhere the washer's stuffed with money are growing like grassJunk bondage racks never cut you slackBut that's the way the racket goes when rounding up green backsDon't hate me just because I'm beautifulYou'll find that it's really not unusualWhen you're raised with The Good, The Bad, The UglyA holy trinity in Flavor CountryIt's about time you started learningStarted learning to come to Where the Flavor IsFlavor isI got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingleI got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingleAnd you are my happy trailYou are my happy trailYou are my happy trailYou are my happy trail
