Backstreet Revolution

[Intro] [Verse 1] Well, the neon’s bleedin’ on a cracked sidewalk, She’s got a heart like a junkyard clock. Riff howlin’ loud, k**k the dust in the sky, We’re the kings of the night with a fire in our eyes. Leather boots crunchin’, whiskey on our breath, One shot left, darlin’, dance with death. [Chorus] We’re the backstreet revolution, screamin’ through the veins, Burnin’ up the asphalt, breakin’ every chain. Blues in the fingers, thunder in the groove, Ain’t nobody gonna tell us what to do. [Verse 2] She slings a six-string like a .44, Dirty licks sparkin’ a back-alley w*r. Lips like a razor, she’s a switchblade kiss, We’re the chaos, baby, you’re the twist of the wrist. [Chorus] We’re the backstreet revolution, rattlin’ the cage, Sinners, saints, and a middle-finger rage. Swagger in the shadows, howlin’ at the moon, Gonna raise hell ‘fore they lay us in a tomb. [Bridge] Guitar wailin’, sweat drips like rain, Ain’t no mercy in this midnight game. B***d and rust, we’re the devils’ kin, Spin the wheel, let the reckoning begin. [Chorus] We’re the backstreet revolution, crashin’ through the night, Bluesman’s cry with a fistful of light. The world’s a stage, and we’re stealin’ the show, Hell-bent, leather-clad, ready to go. [Outro]