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Oh Roll one up in the backseat, we can go Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke Smoke on the highway With you right beside me They built a mall on Iroquois burial ground There's nothing sacred in this God-forsaken town We drive past MacCormick Prison out on 79 Getting high Just you and I Two young hooligans Best friends on a suicide mission Too young to pretend There's anything better And I said Oh Roll one up in the backseat, we can go Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke Smoke on the highway With you right beside me With you right beside me Lost his job last week bagging groceries at the P&C Letras de cancionesThey caught him stealing ribeyes, high on Percs and OCs We all laughed when we saw his pants were stained with blood It's a tough break When you play for high steaks Two young hooligans Best friends on a suicide mission Too young to pretend There's anything better And I said Oh Roll one up in the backseat, we can go Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke Smoke on the highway With you right beside me Oh Roll one up in the backseat, we can go Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke Smoke on the highway With you right beside me From Letras Mania