From Hell to Texas

Born to die in a rock 'n' roll band

Always seemed like a hell of a plan

Form Hell To Texas in a beat up van

Why can't you understand

Mama said boredom will rot you brain

So I gotta get out of here before

I go insane

Go to hell honey I'm back on the road

Can't even say goodbye

Nothing you can say can keep me here

Don't even try

Go to hell honey I'm back on the road

That's where I'm gonna stay

Kick scream and cry all you want

I'm still going away

Cause I'm sick of you I'm sick os staying home

If don't rock soon I'm gonna explode

Born to die in a rock 'n' roll band

Always seemed like a hell of a plan

Form Hell To Texas in a beat up van

Why can't you understand

Born to die in a rock 'n' roll band

Always seemed like a hell of a plan

Form Hell To Texas in a beat up van

Why can't you understand

That if I die somewhere on the road

Flush my f**king ashes down a Cracker Barrel commode

Drink up everybody we're back on the road

And we ain't going away

Drink up everybody we're back on the road

We drunk and ready to play

Drink up everybody we're back on the road

Couldn't quit if we tried

Drink up everybody we're back on the road

Where rules don't apply