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The American Trilogy (Scene 1: Deadman's Drop) LyricsArtist: GrÃ¼vis Malt
Album: Maximum Unicorn
Tires smoke like a dangerous guy
Baby's chest rested firmly on my thigh
But you think you drive best with a patent-leather sweater vest
It's no use to fight The Blaze, Bobby
The Grease Fire drives the women wild
The Senators' Sons wanna call me crazy
â'Cause my drive style is my crash style, Bobby
Activate the secret tires
I walk like a vampire â'cause I am vampire, Bobby
As the two came within yards of Deadman's Drop, Bobby cut the wheel and spun his Blue Car around until he was facing the rest of the Senators' Sons, whose excitement was now transformed into terror. He turned back just in time to see his girl, Baby, screaming over the side of Deadman's Drop with Jimmy Blaze in his Bloodred Blade Razoredster. The teenagers rushed to the cliff's edge to view the carnage only to see Jimmy Blaze, eyes of white flames and mouth full of fangs, had not crashed, but was now piloting his Maximum Unicorn upwards with Baby at his side. Returning to The Night, as he had sworn to do several times during lunch period.
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