Shoot (Album Version)

They say the life is like a long and ragged road

Well I’ve been falling asleep at the wheel

My nine to five has got me numb I’m feeling old

It’s time to live for the things that are real

So wake up and shake it turn the car around

Feel that just take off and go out of this town

Has anybody got a one way ticket

To a brand new life leave it all behind

Put the pedal to the metal

Time for living like it’s all green lights on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love find a little bit of truth

Get it cookin' at a backyard barbecue

Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you

And put a bullet in all these blues

You’re going to pull the trigger shoot

I go to work I pay my bills I bite my tongue

Maybe it’s time that I do something for myself

I mow the grass take out the trash it’s never done

I’m not doing it all for my health

I’m ready I’m spreading turn on the radio

It’s a good night and a long drive

So crank it up and here we go

Has anybody got a one way ticket

To brand new life leave it all behind

Put the pedal; to the metal

Time for living like it’s all green lights on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love find a little bit of truth

Get it cookin at a backyard barbecue

Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you

And put a bullet in all these blues

You’re going to pull the trigger shoot

Won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Singing hoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Singing shoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Singing shoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Has anybody got a one way ticket

To a brand new life leave it all behind

Put the pedal to the metal

Time for living like it’s all green lights on the road tonight

Has anybody got a one way ticket

To brand new life leave it all behind

Put the pedal to the metal

Time for living like it’s all green lights on the road tonight

Find a little bit of love find a little bit of truth

It's cooking like a backyard barbecue

Find a little bit of peace and a little bit of you

And put a bullet in all these booze

You’re going to shoot

Singing shoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Singing shoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’

Singing shoot

Well god damn won’t you give me something of that ‘do you think’