E. Von Dahl Killed The Locals (2004) Out in the streets at all hours of the night Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights Hey!
There's no painless way to say that I passed on that piece of the pie That was planed as mine I'm starving too but I'm hungry for life Not that life, But my life, It's my time
My POS car with the radio playin' The graveyard jockey is on the air sayin' "Here's a new hot band outta Oakland..." And it's the sound Of my way out
We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes
Well I used to watch This kid turning wrenches next door He grew up Engines strewn across the oil stained floor I got a car And next year I knew better But i let her fall into disrepair I gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away from here But four wheels aren't going to get me there
Summer time blues on the front porch swinger The jock says "The Rage got a new singer..." The first note rips through the speaker And it's the sound of my way out
We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes
We're the wolves Prowlin' the shadows of these worn down streets A rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books To the highways - To the lowway - To the air waves - We're all just tryna get a better look (a look) At what's beyond the tall grass That groes around this town
I gotta see the world for myself And I only know one way to get out Pick up my ticket to any where but here It's got six strings and a soul I gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away from here Turn it up and rise up out of this hole
We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! Shake! Shake! The dust off these shoes
We make noise Shake! Shake! Shake! What else could we choose? Shake! Shake! Shake! We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! Shake! Shake! The dust off these shoes And Shake! Shake! Shake! The dust off these shoes
Out in the streets at all hours of the night Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights Hey! There's no painless way to say that I pass on the piece of pie that you planned as mine I'm starving too but I'm hungry for life Not that life, But my life, It's my time My POS car with the radio playin' The graveyard jockey is on the air sayin' "Here's a new hot band outta Oakland..." And it's the sound Of my way out We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes I used to watchThis kid turning wrenches next door He grew up Engines strewn across the oil stained floor I got a car The next year I knew better but let it fall into disrepair I gotta get awayGotta get away, Gotta get away from here But four wheels aren't going to get me there Summer time blues on the front porch swinger The jock says that The Rage got a new singer The first note rips through the speaker And it's the sound of my way out Yeah! We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes... The dust off these shoes... We're the wolves Prowlin' the shadows of these worn down streets A rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books To the highways - To the low-way - To the air waves - We're all just tryn get a better look At what's beyond the tall grass That groes around this town I gotta see the world for myself And I only know one way to get out Pick up my ticket to any where but here It's got six strings and a soul I gotta get away, Gotta get away Gotta get away from here Turn it up, and rock right out of this whole We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes We make noise What else could we choose? We're gonna be more than local boys And shake! shake! shake! The dust off these shoes Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake! Shake!
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