Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers

Beautiful Disaster
Will you be my Mary Magdalene, would you be my American dreamWill you mix your perfume up, from diesel fumes and gasolineBe my sweet insurgence, load the magazineLet's shoot out the lights tonight, we've been waiting too long for them to turn greenNow, take the wheel, the highway's clearI got the throttle, now baby you steerLet's squeeze every drop out of this machineThe coffee, the diesel, the methamphetamines'Til this Goddamn rig can't run no fasterBaby ain't we a, beautiful disasterStars burn their brightest, just before they burn outHere in our prime, I know it's just the way of thingsSo if were short on years, baby we're long on milesSo let's grind the gears, and sink the needle in the red on all the dialsNow, take the wheel, the highway's clearI got the throttle, now baby you steerLet's squeeze every drop out of this machineThe coffee, the diesel, the methamphetamines'Til this Goddamn rig can't run no fasterBaby ain't we a, beautiful disasterYou know I love to watch them angelsFightin' over youLetras de cancionesHeaven knows they left me... long agoOooh, la salvadora, oh, sweet catastropheAhh, siren song, the captain says there's nothing wrongAs I dash my ship upon your shore, a mad, drunk, and reckless troubadourI'm outside here hollerin' at your door, begging you for more of youNow, take the wheel, the highway's clearI got the throttle, now baby you steerLet's squeeze every drop out of this machineThe coffee, the diesel, the methamphetamines'Til this horses scream we can't run no fasterBaby ain't we a, beautiful disasterBaby ain't we a...beautiful disaster From Letras Mania