Well there's murder and cheap canned beer all along the highway
You better strap in baby, it's going to be a long day.
Well put on your prettiest dress, yeah you know your Sunday best.
We're gonna mow down anything that gets in our way.

I got my chevy gassed up, in gear, and ready to run,
We're gonna leave our damage and drive straight into the sun.
Well I'll get the liquor and you get the smokes,
we're gonna spit out fumes until the whole world chokes,

There's murder...

Well I'll hold my pistol and say hi-de-hi to the next clown
I'll leave a five-alarm fire and wave bye-de-bye to the hard ground.
Oh they wanna lock me up and throw away the key,
but with you by my side, they won't ever catch me.

There's murder all along the highway
There's murder all along the highway
There's murder...

I been behind the wheel for eight days straight and I can barely see the road.
And all the sins that I've acquired have become quite the heavy load.
Oh the paint job is covered in mud,
and the interior's covered in blood,
and I ain't gonna stop until the world pays me what I'm owed.

There's murder all along the highway
There's murder all along the highway
There's murder all along the highway



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