Black Tooth Grin

A whole lot of burn

And a splash of sweet

It’s taking the devil by the horns

And tackling him to his seat

It’s winning the west

With fuel running down your chest

Pinching harmony

Raising a righteous army

With the music of the fallen

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

Until we raise our last finger

With a rebel yell and a cowboy’s ride

We rise that finger to the sky

We rise up to the sky

We raise our heads up high

Until it’s our time to die

We’re going to win this fight

For you

For you

We’re going to bring light to the night

For you

For you

We’re all broken

Like you

Like you

We’re all tokin’

Like you

Like you

We’re fighting with knives of truth

We’re fighting with the vigor of youth

We’re fighting for a new way

A new destiny of smiles

That leave you never the same

We’re gonna change everything

All in your name

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

Until we raise our last finger

With a rebel yell and a cowboy’s ride

We rise that finger to the sky

We rise up to the sky

We raise our heads up high

Until it’s our time to die

We’re gonna rip off the evil’s wings

Shoot arrows of justice

That brings them back to earth

We’re gonna rip out their teeth

Give them a black and blind eye

We’re gonna crucify them for being so wrong

We’re gonna make them take a pull from heaven’s bong

Get that righteous smoke in their lungs

We’ll forever change this planet’s destiny

All you have to do is believe in being free

And ride the lightning bolts

Cast down from heaven’s door

Ride them like a skeleton horse

Into a mortal realm

And raise your glass

Propose a toast to burning hell down

Propose a toast to that texas metal sound

Rock and roll like satan’s guitar you stole

Rock and roll like no one else

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

With a black tooth grin

Smiling through it all

Until we raise our last finger

With a rebel yell and a cowboy’s ride

We rise that finger to the sky

We rise up to the sky

We raise our heads up high

Until it’s our time to die

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