Knucklebones

When the fire burns 'neath a zombie moon

You feel the winds of change

Oh, the drums will tell the tune

And you know it's true, baby

Can you feel the heat of the setting sun?

It's burning up the streets

This beat has got mixed blood

Hey, and I know it too

But now her mama's got the eyes

Like she's workin' on a heart attack

A fella never can tell

And I'm about to go bananas

With the "When ya comin' back?"

So we're hittin' the road

And we're pumpin' thunder

Mama, look out for down below

Get the show on the road

It's the feeling we're under

You can feel it right down to your knucklebones

One of these dark nights, as the saying goes

There's some dirty work

To be done down by the crossroads

And I know it's true, ooh my baby

Ain't no use waitin' for your invitation

King Kong never had it so clean

We'll do the Fat Cat Shake

We'll have our cake and eat it too

You could never, no, no, no, never, beat this squeeze

Because we're hittin' the road

And we're pumpin' thunder

Mama, look out for down below, yeah

Get the show on the road

It's really no wonder

You can feel it right down to your knucklebones

Ah yeah

Whoo, must be the heat

Oh oh

Stop dreamin' and start drivin', Stevie, yeah

Ah

Ah

Ah

Ah ha ha

So we're hittin' the road

And we're pumpin' thunder

Mama, look out for down below

Get the show on the road

It's really no wonder

You can feel it right down to your knucklebones

Get the show on the road

Get the show on the road (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get the show on the road

And you can feel it right down to you knucklebones