You remind me of my jeep, I want to ride it Something like my sound, I want to pump it Girl you look just like my carscars, I want to wax it And something like my bank account I want to spend it, baby I want to roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it Is all I

Thousands of carscars and a million guitars Screaming with power in the air We've found the place where the decibels race This army of rock will be there To ram it down, ram it down Straight through the heart of this town Ram it down, ram it down Razing the

Kick start my heart My heart, my heart Kick start my heart Give it a start Kick start my heart Hope it never stops Oh, yeah, baby When I get high I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me Always got the cops Coming after me

Than a jukebox and a bar One pushes me up the mountain And one rolls me down the hill And your incandescent notions As for me and my barely-beating heart There's no better prescription They can make carscars drive themselves And prove time-travel ain't crazy

Young and wild like they said we should've never been And still a child filling those nights with grown up sin I burned up some carscars, burned down some hearts Just to call myself a man I might not do it the same but I'd do it all again Just stay young and

Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking 'bout carscars and dreaming 'bout women Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to

Bout a mile off old mill road In that spot nobody knows Park the truck and we take off running Got a moon and a billion stars Sound of steel and old box carscars The thought of you is driving me insane Come on baby lets go listen to the night train Hurry up,

And I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! So I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! I think scars are beautiful I think black is white I'm stuck

Poppin' all this shit, need some tissue I can't trust a bitch 'cause I got issues Young rich nigga so official Next up, disrespectful, might offend you (woah) Bunch of bad broads on the menu Bunch of foreign carscars when we bend through Next up,

Welcome to the darker side of taboo All I got is permanent scars and tattoos Make a bad choice in your path then you lose Denny Cascade Take another step in the path that you choose Take another step in your path that you choose Oh, (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)