Wharton Tiers - Truck On Fire lyrics

Dead in the back. Midnight sun taking all that money Can buy human wreckage electrica man's first approach d**h takes a ride taking a holiday Slick and clean a murder machine Tracks off the road skidding towards thunderhead Teasing the rail sparks from his brain slashing Yeah cribd**h, k**ing the craddle, crunching the baby in a dashboardlight Yea like some cheesy a** figurines Jesus, Mary, Joseph crushed into her f**'n head Sprayed against the windshield, profit or pleasure I swear I swear Blasting away a b**h in the back 18 yea 14 childbride sunshine s** Big day exit whiskey o'women winning winning spree so long Skin bone fabulous path fireball fun radio on cranking saying Somekind of portable radio melted into her screaming legs Keep on keeping, remote images, serious discomfort A story of more than cheap thrills Incestous demonized desire made to be broken Made to be broken, made to be broken....