Slim Pickens Does the Right Thing and Rides the Bomb to Hell

The Offspring - Rock, Punk Rock
Slim Pickens Does the Right Thing and Rides the Bomb to Hell
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Duration: 2:10
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Take me for a ride, I'm the one you pushed aside But it's coming back to you Yeah, it's coming back to you (Hey!) Run to the sound, take it back and double down Cause it's coming back to you Yeah, it's coming back to you, and [Chorus] Ahh-ahh-ahh, well, we're pouring gasoline So dance around the fire that we once believed in Ahh-ahh-ahh, and we'll never be the same now Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up, the champions of greed So come around and have another round on me Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn! (Hey!) [Verse 2] Snake is in the grass, while you're living in the past Saying "Whatcha gonna do?" Yeah, whatcha gonna do? (Hey!) Earn, never learn, we'll be cheering while it burns And we're coming after you Yeah, we're coming after you (Hey!) Slim Pickens, well, he does the right thing And he rides the bomb to hell Yeah, he rides the bomb to hell Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting If you're gonna go to hell Drink it up, you might as well [Pre-Chorus] Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on a missile with a cowboy hat, and [Chorus] Ahh-ahh-ahh, well, the world is gonna end So dance around the fire that we once believed in Ahh-ahh, I wanna tear it down again now Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up, the sons of anarchy So come around and have another round on me Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn! (Hey!) [Pre-Chorus] Are you really gonna take it like that? Riding on a missile with a baseball bat and [Chorus] Ahh-ahh-ahh, well, we're pouring gasoline So dance around the fire that we once believed in Ahh-ahh-ahh, and we'll never be the same The takers and the liars that we all believed in Ahh-ahh-ahh, well, we're going down in flames So dance around the fire, we'll dance around the fire Cause there's nothing left for us to bleed Give it up, the champions of greed So come around and have another round on me (Hey!) (Hey!) Dance, fucker, dance, let the motherfucker burn!
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Credits
- Writers
- Dexter Holland