Lyrics

[Verse 1: Brian King] Well, I slipped off to the carport on Sunday after church And I cranked some rock 'n' roll, put the dank inside my bowl Lit a spark up to the dark side where I wasn't supposed to go And that preacher man's gonna know, but I just can't say no To an old untamed mustang just itching to get gone I 302'd the boss, said I'm taking Monday off I ain't strung out on the shit and I ain't derailed off the tracks Just don't cross that line and make sure the line's fat [Chorus: Brian King] Oh, I, I'm not ashamed Sometimes I'd like to find some cocaine I get tired of living life good, so I ease towards the flame And, oh, I'd like to get off the chain [Verse 2: Clay Sharpe] I don't know what's left of me, these demons try to get the best of me Maybe it's just my destiny, another highway-to-hell recipe Then I pour up a cold drink and I called up an old flame And I'm feeling just like old Hank when I chop out that propane That gas pedal sticks, I'm alone Hearing voices in my head, saying, "Boy, get back home" And I take it and own it and I don't try to flaunt it Another come-to-Jesus moment, but when the pain comes, I'm a-stoning [Chorus: Brian King] Oh, I, I'm not ashamed Sometimes I'd like to find some cocaine I get tired of living life good, so I ease towards the flame And, oh, I'd like to get off the chain [Guitar Solo] [Chorus: Brian King] Oh, I, I'm not ashamed But sometimes I'd like to find some cocaine Yeah, I get tired of living life good, so I ease towards the flame And, oh, I'd like to get off the chain I said, oh, I'd like to get off the chain