Moonshine Bandits - Wild Ones lyrics

Well I like to beat the law And I piss a lot of people off This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn If you like it or not I ain’t high cla**, I fight at the bar Dive bomb, bikes and guns And I roll with the wild ones Yeah with the wild ones Here we come Got arrested in Texas and they sent me to jail Did a night in the can, wrote this song from my cell Running on empty, full tank of whiskey Old lady love me but the kids still miss me Blue lights flashing, sirens and whistles Mugshots, whiskey, barstools and pistols Bikers to clampers, Buck to Haggard I’m running with the wild ones, drink till we stagger They’re always trying to make me conform into the scene And if I did they’d try to take away more of my liberties Why I stay free, open road Live for the ride with the rebels, oh And I know My name will live even when I go Well I like to beat the law And I piss a lot of people off This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn If you like it or not I ain’t high cla**, I fight at the bar Dive bomb, bikes and guns And I roll with the wild ones Yeah with the wild ones Here we come [?] On the koozie I use a brown paper bag Collar still blue I’m dressed in black I got a little bit of room for a few more tats Bourbon on my breath still living on the run Got my last paycheck, spent it all at once Need to phone call the sheriff, gotta call my son Don’t grow up like dad, stay away from the wild ones One more shot of bourbon One more thing to smoke Am really good at living wrong So turn me up to go One more shot of bourbon One more thing to smoke Am really good at living wrong So turn me up to go Well I like to beat the law And I piss a lot of people off This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn If you like it or not I ain’t high cla**, I fight at the bar Dive bomb, bikes and guns And I roll with the wild ones Yeah with the wild ones Here we come