quicksand Profits
We are born and raised in a Texas flood, under a Colorado blood red moon, on a Sunday bloody Sunday. We’re bad to the bone and rockin around the clock tonight. We like fast cars and fast women, and we couldn’t drive 55 if a cat on a hot tin roof was givin’ us money (that’s what i want) and screamin, “MORE, MORE, MORE, MOREMOREMORE!” Yes since we was young, music was all we could think about and want to do, yes we love rock and roll, so put another dime in my pipe baby, and we’ll be knock knock knockin’ on heavens door all night long while you spin us right ’round like a record baby. Let us entertain you, ’cause we are the champions, and we will, yes we WILL rock you!! So get on your bikes and ride ladies and gentlemen, and let us stir you up like bob marley, let us rip it up! WE WANNA ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE! -———-Profits
