There’s no more pedal to push to the floor,

there’s no more of the stuff that I drank. 

Can’t stop speeding west before they all reach my back.

The people, the problems, the stuff that I lack. 

Please stay at home or be a big star uptown,

Don’t come west, stay in your poison and drown. 

Because I already saw your demise and I hate to spoil it 

But you either die on stage or die on the toilet.

King of Rock

Easier Said Than Driven

There’s no more pedal to push to the floor,

there’s no more of the stuff that I drank.

My cigarettes are almost burning faster



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