Follow me, don't follow me

I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush

Collar me, don't collar me

I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush

We are agents of the free

I've had my fun and now its time to

Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me)

Coming in fast, over me



(repeat verse)



High on the booze

In a tent

Paved with blood,

Nine-inch howl,

Brave the night,

Chopper comin' in, you hope,



We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and consider and

centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked up and

our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this here county

hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was remembering and I

was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird that I

headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew every back

road and every truck stop



(repeat verse and chorus)