Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Bulletboys
Bulletboys
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Composição

Letra

Man, you can't stop
Oh, that's really sick
Good night, Los Angeles
Hang on St. Christopher
Hang on St. Christopher
Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil
Buckle down the rumble seat, let the radiator boil
Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill
Got an 85 cabin on an 85 hill
Hang on St. Christopher, now don't let me go
Get me to Reno and bring it in low, yeah
Hang on St. Christopher, with a barrel house dog
Kick me up Mount Baldy, throw me out in the fog
Tear a hole in the jackpot, drive a stake through his heart
Do a hundred on the grapevine, do a jump on the start
Hang on St. Christopher, on the passenger side
Open it up, now the devil can ride
(Let him ride) let him ride
(Let him ride) let him ride
Whoa
Hang on St. Christopher, with the hammer to the floor
Buckle down the rumble seat, let the radiator boil
Got an overhead downshift, got to burn down the caboose
Get 'em all jacked up on whiskey, turn the mad dog loose
Hang on St. Christopher, on the passenger side
Open it up, now the devil can ride
(Let him ride) let him ride
(Let him ride) oh, let him ride
Hang on St. Christopher, on the passenger side
Open it up, and now the devil can ride
Hang on St. Christopher, on the passenger side
Open it up, now the devil can ride
Let him ride
Let him ride
(Let him ride) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Let him ride) yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Tom Waits
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