Letra de Ride

Drivin' that chop caddy creep show
Hundred and sixty, mean and low
Under the evil moonlight
Drivin' through the hot, desert night
Little demonette sitting next to me
Off to Vegas to get married
Gonna get hitched in the temple of sin
Got us a ghoul for a chaplain
Straight to the top of the bottom in the city of lights
Baby, let's ride. Mama, let's ride
Have an itchy finger that's got to be pleased
Feeling those satin panties
It's so hot it can't be right
Got a lot of cash in the city of lights
Flyin' through the hot, desert night
Like bats of evil under neon light
Corked to the gills with redemption
Our saving grace is we're ready to win!
Snakes and scorpions watchin' me go
Yucca Mountain's nuclear glow
Skeleton's from where? I don't know
Faces from the past, maybe they're ghosts
Gettin' it all in the chapel of love
Elvis visited from above
Blessed us all in the chapel of sin
Now we're ready to cash it in
Trippin' through the night desert fast and low
Christian Bob on the radio
Screaming at me, telling me where I'm gonna go
I'll see him in hell. I already know!