rust on my pickupsand blood on the stageseeds in the ashtrayand coke on the blade
NYC delivers thats a guaranteethe only thing that keep the day from meline at the bathroomline at the bartake it outside and do the rest in the carour candy baby's in a bright light frightrock and roll rat race everybodys up tightthats right
Chorus:Aint your saint aint your enemy
Im a long shadow on the highway
I know this aint how it's supposed to be
Baby i aint hidingstayed on the dance floor cause you can't find the doorcan't run out cause there is always morekeep on rocking cause it's not even fourturn up the bass until your ears get sore