Hellbound Glory Rusted Up Old Pickup Trucks
[Chorus 1]
Rusted up old pickup trucks cruisin' on a country road
Shootin' signs, killin' time way out where the cops don't roll
Blasting glass bottles and cans, and watchin' watermelons explode
In a rusted up old pickup truck cruisin' on a country road
[Verse 1]
Japanese trucks built to destruct
Far from a cousin for a thousand bucks
We got beer by the dozen, Busch and Bud
The CD player blarin' Bocephus
I tell ya, you outta show us a rush
[Chorus 2]
In our rusted up old pickup trucks cruisin' on a country road
Flyin' high as Humble Pie way out where the tall crops grow
Hittin' those old zig-zags and swiggin' on a fifth or so of coke
In a rusted up old pickup truck cruisin' on a country road
[Verse 2]
Well it was young love and primitive lust
She sweet tea and T, just about to combust
I'm talkin' bikini girls with machine guns
She wasn't pretty but she sure was fun
Runnin' amok, muddin' and lovin'
[Chorus 3]
In a rusted up old pickup trucks cruisin' on a country road
Sippin' 'shine and makin' time way out where her dad don't know
Back in my day, you know we had it made with nothin' and nowhere to go
Just some rusted up old pickup trucks cruisin' on a country road
Just some rusted up old pickup trucks cruisin' on a country road
