Fire In the Hole

We were burning leaded gasoline

Rather fight than switch

Found a stack of dirty magazines

Hidden in the ditchMaking fun of nearly everything

That lined up in our sights

I remember you used to come around

You came around, you'd come around

You came around, you came aroundFire in the holePop the clutch and holler rabbits feet

Roll the windows down

Take a drink to find the strength you need

Then pass the bottle 'roundI remember we used to ride around

We rode around, we'd ride around

We rode around, we rode aroundFire in the hole