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    "457 Loaded (Five On The Fly)"genre: Indie
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    Motor City Muscle Pop. A song about being out on a road that's wrong. Charted at no. 821.
    CD: James Wunderlich Aphex   Label: Orbital Sound

    Lyrics
    Well I tipped-topped the tank at a local Party store
    And I gave her the gun in the back lot
    Just to hear the roar
    Of twin dueling carbs spittin' Hellfire Sharp
    She's Demon tiger fast even in park
    I'm gonna shut 'em down the Interstate do Or die
    With a 457 loaded five on the fly

    I'm a Dark Street fighter with a Heavy Chevy sword
    Just one pale rider wild and dangerous
    Restless and bored
    Running up and down this Turnpike like it's My home turf
    In a Detroit Motor City muscled piece of Work
    Just passing the time which is hard as cats To kill
    Out on the road
    Like Hell on wheels with all the frills

    Scratch don't own me and that's a fact
    So get those road liars off my back
    Put 'em all someplace where they belong
    Poor lost souls each one on a road that's Wrong
    Me I'm just a soldier of fortune out on the Wire
    Got a used car checked the miles...
    Kicked the tire

    Along the Interstate the billboards rise up Cold and sharp
    They spell out the same days road sermon
    And the naming of the parts
    Like red lights you hit on the run
    Put there by lost boys just having fun
    Now there's one for the money and two for The show
    Don't let 'em tell you where you've been
    Or where you gotta go

    Up and down New York Twenty see the gypsy Fires glow
    And up ahead the western sun is sinking low
    Gotta find a better station on the radio
    Tune out all this babble and go go go
    Now there's nothing in my wallet left to Pay the toll
    And nothing to do but roll roll roll

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