I’m A HellRazor

Ooh, yeah

Hey! C'mon

Devil without a cause, the '98 rock shit

Songs had balls, and we hop in the moshpit

Stompin', rockin', boppin' a-poppin'

Don't give two shits how pissed the cops get

Duffel bag full of scotch banging in the three

Fifth mom ridin' shotgun, she just took three sips

Lift by the fire but she still took three

Hits finger flying higher than a goddamn G6

Brooms in my closet, think I'm gonna grab it

Cross on my wall with a bunch of bad habits

Ink on my skin tells you where I've been

All the hell I raised and all the shit I'm in (let's go)

Mama done tried, mama done tried

Let the choir sing and let the angels fly

When the church bells ring, I'll say goodbye

'Cause the highway to hell's been a hell of a ride

I ride the line of a razor (a razor)

One bad SOB

Living over dried whiskey overload

I'm just a low down rebel soul

'Til my blood go cold, I'm a damned, hellrazor

Damned hellrazor (razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor-)

My daddy was a preacher, tried to teach me wrong from right

Lord knows he did everything he could, but he never lived his life

Got one hand on the Bible, got one foot in the flame

"Please dear God, don't let me lose my soul just to have this world to gain" (c'mon)

I ride the line of a razor (a razor)

One bad SOB

Living over dried whiskey overload

I'm just a low down rebel soul

'Til my blood go cold, I'm a damned, hellrazor

Damned hellrazor (razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor-)

Damned hellrazor (razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor-)

I ride the line of a razor (a razor)

One bad SOB

Living over dried whiskey overload

I'm just a low down rebel soul

'Til my blood go cold, I'm a damned hellrazor

I ride the line of a razor (a razor)

One bad SOB

Living over dried whiskey overload

I'm just a low down rebel soul

'Til my blood go cold, I'm a damned Hellrazor (razor, razor, razor, razor, razor razor, razor-)

Hey, come on! (Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on)