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Rednecks, Cigars, Whiskey & The Devil

by Dusty Chopper

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1.
The Return 01:10
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2.
Back On The Road 03:27
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Hot-damn! Ohyeah Are ye ready? Let’s do this shit! Back in the saddle riding through the desert, rust-stained leather with colors reborn Dustdevil figures smoking up the mirror, The road kept calling us Back through nether, with moonshine as our liquor, Crystal clear, like never before. Bad motherfuckers, the ‘chopper is forever, The road kept calling us Ugh! Yeehaw! Want more? A’ight! ‘Ere we go again Back now forever, set fire to the rivers, Long-lost rhythms hollering all Sweet-lil’ bitter, ‘nother shot of jager The road kept calling us Beer-basted lyrics of babes and steel ‘cycles Open up the throttle - the V-twin roars! Rednecks, cigars, whiskey and the devil, The road kept calling us Rust-stained leather reborn Rise like never before V-twins once again roar The road kept calling! Rust-stained leather reborn- Rise like never before V-twins once again roar The road kept calling! Come on, I wanna hear them bikes roar! Open’ em up and let them ROAR Rust-stained leather reborn Rise like never before V-twins once again roar The road kept calling! Rust-stained leather reborn Rise like never before V-twins once again roar The road kept calling! V-Twins once again V-Twins once again V-Twins once again roar V-Twins once again V-Twins once again V-Twins once again roar Once again roar Once again roar
3.
Mississippi Air 04:14
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Seeping in Creeping in The air is ill Mississippi Air Lord, you know I love that smell Mississippi Air You’ll offer up your soul to sell Mississippi Air Livin’ the dream, struggle within, growling rebel yell Mississippi Air My personal, little, velvet hell! And through smoke I become sheared Through vice and sinners tears I still fall - unkempt and feared Murky fog of my mind suddenly clears Mississippi Air Lord, you know I love that smell Mississippi Air You’ll offer up your soul to sell Mississippi Air Livin’ the dream, struggle within, growling rebel yell Mississippi Air My personal, little, velvet hell! Struggle within Growlin’ within Struggle within Mississippi Mississippi Mississippi Mississippi Mississippi Mississippi Air!
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Dive Bar 03:02
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Ladies ‘n Gents! Welcome to the dive bar! Are ye ready? Let’s go! Work was shitty, Life has got you pissed off, Missus ‘s cranky Nearly tore your head off, Phone keeps ringin’ It’s another jerkoff, Need to get away. You call your pals Time to take the night off Need to drown Your anger like a molotov, Know a place ‘Re you can blow some steam off It ain’t far away! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Get fucked up! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Tomorrow sucks! Busted neons, door is gonna fall off, Whiskey stains, Tables never washed off, Chicks and pals Just waiting for the liftoff, I think I like this place! Room is packed, Inhibitions castoff, Itti-bitty girls With asses causing blast offs One hands me Some whiskey - get the edge off God I love this place! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Get fucked up! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Tomorrow sucks! Drink Drink Drink Drink Drink Drink Drink Drink DRINK! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Get fucked up! DIVE BAR! Get drunk! DIVE BAR! Tomorrow sucks! Room keeps spinning Think I’m gonna check off, Another beer, May ‘nother Smirnoff, Oh what the hell, Have another round of Whatever you drink! Fit-shaced thoughts Maybe time to piss off Hit the deck Who turned the fucking lights off Place is closed Could someone tip me off, Where I can get a drink?
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Redneck Rampage 02:54
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Allright, you motherfucker - Listen up! I’ve had dog darned enough of your shit It is going doooooown! Hate - your face - your poserlike swagger Your lies - your shit - it’s spreading like cancer Had enough - fyer idiot banter You spilled my drink - prepare for disaster Char-gin in - with no intervention Teeth - knocked out - one dumbfuck expression Misting in - murderous intention Spitting blood - do i have your attention?!?! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Bring your folks - hell! bring all your henchmen Time - to shove - your head in an engine I’m co - ming back - for you with a vengeance Go - na fuck - you up - that’s your sentence. Had - enough - or take one more gander I may be drunk but hit like an anchor Look at you - you already stammer Boy your built more like a dancer Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! Rampage! When you are fighting with asshats You gotta let loose your inner redneck Yeah!! Hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink Hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink, hit dodge drink Ooh, can you feel it...creeping up your spine? You too got the Redneck Rampage coming on! Boy, how’d ya get on the floor? I ain’t done with you yet! Come on, get up, get up, get up! Screw your face - unleashing the monster Losing mind under rampaging banner Seeing red - and not just cuz anger Coming down on you like a hammer Rampage!
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Dead Reckoning 02:56
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Once more hazing and straining I’m becoming Rust stained, angry and tired - dead reckoning Tuned-down guitars still howl and keep beckoning Reach my hand for the bottle - another morning Never leaving me Never leave me be Never releasing me-yeah Once more hazing and straining I’m becoming Rust stained, angry and tired - dead reckoning Tuned-down guitars still growl and keep beckoning Reach my hand for the bottle - another morning Once I dreamed of eyes Followed me on my rides Never realized Chastized Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Drift along the waves A lifeless body Drift along the waves Drift along the waves With numb agony Drift along the waves Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Fight it, Ride it, Hide it, Your time is coming Never leaving me Never leave me be Never releasing me yeah Once more hazing and straining I’m becoming Rust stained, angry and tired - dead reckoning Tuned-down guitars still growl and keep beckoning Reach my hand for the bottle - another morning Runin’ Runin’ Run away Runin’ Runin’ Mindless self-obstruction Runin’ Runin’ Run away Runin’ Runin’ Mindless self-obstruction Runin’ Runin’ Run away Runin’ Runin’ Mindless self-obstruction Your time is coming Your time is coming Your time is coming Your time is coming Runin’ Runin’ Run away
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Moonshine Baby 04:14
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Hell of a day - the sun is scorching my throat, A cold glass of ale to keep me afloat. Soak my brains in spice and alcohol, Inner peace ‘fore punching the wall. Glowing embers left from the fire, Lit to feed on our deep desire, Chunks of cotlets with clods and steak, A greasy heart attack is at stake! Slug in the mug Give it to me Git it around Moonshine baby! Moonshine my nectar oh please pacify All o’ my demons that tear at me inside, Forget the past or make a new one And realize I am alpha number one. Slug in the mug Give it to me Git it around Moonshine baby! Ride on rays and sweet shine of yeast and malt Roll the hull of mary jane interstellar craft Drift on smoke towards to the edge of mold Stare into the eyes of the empty void My muse gave a kiss through a bottle of wine, A southern reaction is blowing my mind Grab a guitar and unleash the tone, Keep this sludge playing on and on and on. Slug in the mug Give it to me Git it around Moonshine baby! Ride on rays and sweet shine of yeast and malt Roll the hull of mary jane interstellar craft Drift on smoke towards to the edge of mold Stare into the open eyes of the empty void Slug in the mug Give it to me Git it around Moonshine baby! Slug in the mug Give it to me Git it around Moonshine baby! Slug in the mug - Moonshine baby! Give it to me - Moonshine baby! Git it around - Moonshine baby! Give it to me - Moonshine baby! Slug in the mug, Give it to me, Git it around, Moonshine baby! Moonshine baby

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released June 13, 2020

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Dusty Chopper Budapest, Hungary

Playing music, drinking beer, sipping whiskey, smoking meat and chillin' as much as we can.

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