Over the edge

Yeah I got the music cranking, Japanese TV
My head is full of jasmine smoke
I can hardly breathe
Turquoise dragons slip and slide
Sliding down my back
I'm standing on this cold, thin ice
And I'm about to crack

I'm over
I'm over
Over the edge

Seven candles burn so bright
The full moon behind a veil
The ocean crashing in my head
Outside the sirens wail
Jet black is my dirty hair
Jet black my heart and car
My lips are red, my skin snow white
My face is battle scarred

I no longer feel the pain
No longer feel my love
Just the air conditioner
And a help from the Lord above
Speeding up pieces of my broken heart
My eyes work like radar
I'm lyin' in the afterglow
How'd I ever get this far

I'm over
I'm over
Over the edge

Return of the Warlord

now the time has come when all is said and done
we're back together on the road it's time to fly
no more time to wait you know it feels so great
wearin leather on a horse of steel i ride
i ain't waitin to get old i'm runnin hot i'm never cold
kiss my ass if you don't like me i don't care
i got my wheels got my friends we're on the road again
we're all crazy gonna ride until we die

time to burn you losers better learn
no one controls our goddamn lifes
we'll do just what we feel riding horses made of steel
we're here to burn up the night

losers try to put us down it's just another day
i got no money or big house just got life
i don't like to save it's more fun to spend
if you like metal you're my friend
and that bike out in the yard well that's my wife
don't try to understand me my family never will
had to punch my teacher out now he's chilled
i might stay in school or die in prision
either way it's my decision one more beer and heavy metal
and i'm just fine

time to burn you losers better learn
no one controls our goddamn lifes
we'll do just what we feel riding horses made of steel
we're here to burn up the night

we are the undefeated we're not living in the past
we're here tonight to kick some goddamn ass
feel the power of the wheel lets drink to riding steel
livin hard and ridin fast

time to burn you losers better learn
no one controls our goddamn life
we'll do just what we feel riding horses made of steel
we're here to burn up the night

RIP Drums of Steel Scott