Biker Bar Songtext
von Camp Trash

Luke′s hands on the wheel
Looking so sincere
Do you think you can make it in this life?
I think you should take the deal


Wave him on as a passerby
Blow a kiss towards the other guys
Wanna make you feel love like you never got
Going out of style

40 miles to the nearest town
No need for fuel, we've got our blood
The monster in my skin makes it crawl
Go on ahead, I′ll try to fight 'em off

Cue the light overhead
I've got another idea
You are the snake, you are the garden
Why would we talk all of a sudden?