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Switchblade 327
Lit cigarette in his hand
Steel-toed boots on the accelerator
Oil leakin' outta the pan
Switchblade, three two-barrels
Gettin' there as fast as he can
All juiced up like a hot carburetor
Spittin' gas onto the fan
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night
Switchblade 327
Pullin' way ahead of the pack
Chop top deuce, Saturday night
Flames shootin' outta the back
Switchblade, don't cut him off
He won't cut you no slack
He'll cut you to ribbons if you come to town
He'll carve his name in your back
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night
Switchblade 327
Someone was calling his name
All he could hear was his engine
And the sound of the pouring down rain
Switchblade 327
Ran 125 down the lane
But someone had cut both his fuel lines
And the '32 burst into flames
Blacktop burnout, Saturday night
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade 327
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night (repeat)
Lit cigarette in his hand
Steel-toed boots on the accelerator
Oil leakin' outta the pan
Gettin' there as fast as he can
All juiced up like a hot carburetor
Spittin' gas onto the fan
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night
Pullin' way ahead of the pack
Chop top deuce, Saturday night
He won't cut you no slack
He'll cut you to ribbons if you come to town
He'll carve his name in your back
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night
Someone was calling his name
All he could hear was his engine
And the sound of the pouring down rain
Ran 125 down the lane
But someone had cut both his fuel lines
And the '32 burst into flames
Try to catch him if you can
Switchblade, seven come eleven
Switchblade, he's all right
When he gets drunk he fights all night (repeat)
Song Info
Submitted by
hardcor_toonz On Apr 09, 2005
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This song just oozes cool. Not only are the lyrics great, but the trombones, saxes and trumpets are absolutely amazing. I tried getting my high school jazz band to play this, but the guitarist just about died.