"Bledline" genre: Industrial Rock
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	REVIEW: "This is different! Sorta psychobilly, but VERY much like Alien Sex Fiend... the Fiends would enjoy this song, so do I." --BPB 7/01
	MP3.com CD: Sintex - buy it! CD: Sintex   Label: DFR Credits: SunnySlinger:Beats,Effects,Vocals/ /Mason D. Guitars
	Story Behind the Song Previously named Roadkill. Written in 1997 when Mason D. was still with the project. Super jangly sounding fender single coil pickups on high distortion and hyper distorted vocals. Very sloppy but fun. I haven't worked with distorted vocals for a while because they seemed to get played out but maybe they'll make a come back and I go back to shredding my vocal chords. Lyrics ROADKILL/Bledline (1997) There’s another place where the corn don’t grow Where the earth is parched and the tumbleweeds blow After forty days and forty nights Some swerve between the lanes in carbureted spite Gotta yellowed map in my soiled hand With an oil stain blotting out the promised land Scorched skins rust and gears Is your roadkill clear? As the redline Bleeds near On the Speedway of Fear Barreling ahead in a sled of lead Can’t recount the time when my hear and brakes bled With a Cowboy Boot resting next to my clutch Though half-worn brakes really can’t help much It’s a rolling carcuss in American Steel An Iron Tomb on Crager wheels Scorched skins rust and gears Is your roadkill clear? As the redline Bleeds near On the Speedway of Fear Little kid with a face like me Watching Smokey and the Bandit on ONTV BJ and the Bear on the old CB Overalled Shepard and his lost sheep Little Bo Peep in a 4X4 Jeep With a Black Shotgun in a white backseat To be pure of heart like Daisy Mae Eat my dust while I’m racing away Last sunset I’ve seen was on the silver screen Behind the buzzards in the sky that are circling me 10-4 little buddy time to settle the score No ‘footprints’ in the sand to forgive us no more Blew through Lucifer’s Lane, swerved the Devil’s curve With torqued up Conviction and Steelbelted Nerves Scorched skins rust and gears Is your roadkill clear? As the redline Bleeds near On the Speedway of Fear Two step One time Iron Wheels spin divine As we cross the finish line Drinkin'’ Strawberry wine Scorched skins rust and gears Is your roadkill clear? As the redline Bleeds near On the Speedway of Fear

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