Dirty guitar plays to a biker theme analogy about hard knock rock, fast living, and the emotional cost
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Lyrics
I drank up my last drop
I burned out the lights
I done kicked this machine
Until it ran out of life
I was a flash in the pan
I drove fast straight to the point
They wouldn't serve me no more
I done closed out the joint
Are you listening? I'll tell you the rest
Chrome pipes burning up
Tires wearing down
Handlebars and headlights
Lead me straight to the ground
Blazing speed, hydroplane
Down a slippery slope
My muscles start burning up
I let go of the rope
I've got nothing left
There's nothing left in the tank
Come on gimme gimme
Somehting I can use
Something that won't cost you
No, something the soul sees as fuel
I try to turn her over
But there's no fuel for the fire
I keep trying to climb out of this hole
But there's no track on the tire
So won't you come and cover me up
Come on and turn out the lights
I think I've seen this movie before
It's called 'long kiss goodnight'
I've got nothing left
I've got nothing left in the tank
Come on and get me
Come on and get me...