Mustang Kids

The mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

Black tar, tambourine

Playing for the girls in the back seats

The mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

White line, motor cade

Sweeter than your baby face

Small town gang got nothing to do

We got guns, got drugs, got the sun and the moon

We got big city plans but it always rains

And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name

I said momma was insane and daddy was a criminal

I grew up in a trailer with a dream of fucking centerfolds

Now I'm making money experimenting with chemicals

The fact I'm still alive is why I still believe in miracles

The mustang kids are out (6x)

Mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

Black tar, tambourine

Playing for the girls in the back seats

The mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

White line, motor cade

Sweeter than your baby face

Small town gang yeah we get so bored

That I stole a shotgun and robbed a liquor store

We're running these streets, we're the mustang kids

Only doing what we want and don't take no shit

I might seem wild but momma raised a gentleman

In another life, no telling who I would have been

Now you're a king or a boxer in a ring,

But I'm just me so I sing

The mustang kids are out (6x)

I've been hearing all these things about you,

Creepin' into all the things that I do,

I've been hearing all these things about you

About you, about you

Mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

Black tar, tambourine

Playing for the girls in the back seats

The mustang kids are out

Rolling over hills and the roundabouts

White line, motor cade

Sweeter than your baby face