Story Behind the Song
Three of The Cosmonauts members belong to a car pack: 'Snake Eye Customs'. Its all about the music...
Lyrics
When you’re feeling real your nerves made of steel,
Just get behind the wheel there’s nothing else out there,
That matches the sound of that beautiful voice,
The alto in which is one of you choice.
You’d rather prefer to make her growl than scream,
When you get in her, you’re now in a dream,
As you leave the dropped flag all covered in dust,
You gotta win; cuz winning’s a must.
Just tear it up…
You’re whole life is spent living green light to red,
The chant ‘Snake Eye Customs’ is stuck in your head,
And once it’s a go you come fast of that line,
You’re living your life a quarter mile at a time.
Olivia, Roxy, Laura, Helen, Laress,
All girls you take care of but you never undress,
You give them their silver; you give them their gold,
You spoil them crazy but they’ll do as their told.
The ladies are all lined up for the show,
There’s so many people that can’t wait for the go,
The music pumped straight into their hearts,
The ladies start singing, now the show starts.
And as the flag falls in the middle of the night,
You hear the sound of spectators delight,
I don’t drive fast; I just fly real low,
With so many pretty ladies how can you go slow?
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