Burnout Road

by The Madd Hatters

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released 24 October 2012

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Track Name: Too Much (Miss Espresso)
Too Much Miss Espresso
Too much, too much, too much too much, too much is not enough, too much, to much!
Too much is not enough—
Excuse me sister say what, “What?” is your name and could you help me find a place to stay, I’m just another stray mutt with my tail between my legs crawling through this conversation when I thought I heard you laugh, you caught me checking out your ass, and I took her to a show, and little did I know I had my face against the window, watching my breathe, fogging up my vision keys in the ignition without caution driving deep into submission; A lovely collision.

I want what your about, and I wanna double shot, and I like to pour you out until you leave me geeked out, tweaked up then I’d like another cup, then another cup,
Another, another, another, another, and then I’d like another cup,

She’s got something that turns me inside out; she’s got something that I’m all about. Giving me shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.
She’s got something that turns me inside out, She’s got something, something I’m all about, giving shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.

Got the grace of a demolition derby and the charm of a riot, comforted by being sick and hungry you’re my quick fix now I’m addicted to your kiss, picking scabs from my wrist,
An inebriated clown and a confused kid, drowning in a gutter but she has a way of saving me, sharing our beautiful disease we make mistakes along the way we get bad years, weeks, and days.
She cleaned me up when I was down in luck she trashed my porn collection with utmost affection, before her I had no direction, thought I was fine with that, but I think I’ve gained respect for what she’s about, such a wonderful thing, I hope it wont change, hope I will always be true, but I’ll do the best I can cause I want what you’re your all about, and I want a double shot, and I’d like to pour you out, until you leave me geeked out, tweaked up, I’ll take another cup, then another cup, then another cup, another, another, another, then another cup!

She’s got something that turns me inside out, She’s got something, something I’m all about, giving shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.
She’s got something that turns me inside out, She’s got something, something I’m all about, giving shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.
Too much, too much, too much too much, too much is not enough, too much, to much!
To much is not enough—{ah yea miss espresso. I think I love you!} ha

Theirs a light burning out my insides it’s a creepy weird feeling and because of you it just won’t die. Sleeping in my van wasn’t the same waking up to her, getting tired of the dating game, staring back at me with her green eyes straight from New Orleans, my spicy Cajun queen, cause I want what your all about, and I’d like a double shot, and I’d like pour you out until you leave me geeked out, tweaked up, then I’d like another cup, then another cup, another, another cup,
She’s got something that turns me inside out, She’s got something, something I’m all about, giving shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.
She’s got something that turns me inside out, She’s got something, something I’m all about, giving shakes chills a feeling I can’t mistake for something I hate.
Too much, too much, too much too much, too much is not enough, too much, too much!
Too much is not enough
Track Name: Drive On
“Drive On!”
He said, “what if I could take back those mistakes I made?”
“Would it all be the same, a look before you dove head high in ignorance.”
“Eyes open take another look you might see!”
He left his mark & he made a spark, he wouldn’t let them just forget him because he wanted more, determined to show them, give them something to choke on,
Maybe one day he’d get the chance to make them see.
Made this mission on the road to go, “drive-on!”
Fears aside it’s in your hands so go- on! Pissing in the wind against all odds in this rat race. Who the hell are they to say who’s wrong!

Working for the system, in this veal-flattening pen strapped to the chair stuck here again,
Watching the clock go around, stupid people make you crazy taking punches at your head again and again,
Stuck in line on this production line conveyor belt beneath our feet, deadlines to meet got your head upon you shoulders just getting older & this is it what’s left to dream?
Made this mission on the road to go, “drive-on!”
Fears aside it’s in your hands so go- on! Pissing in the wind against all odds in this rat race. Who the hell are they to say who’s wrong!

Whoa! -----What’s that? It’s Back!
---Down in luck just about to give-up, feeling like your beat going nowhere fast, the worlds’ treadmill beneath your feet, working off your ass! ---
Well what if we could take back those mistakes we’ve made, would it all be the same? A look before we dove head high into ignorance, open your eyes take another look and see, we left our mark and we made our spark and we won’t stop till it changes, determined to show’em and give them something to choke on,
Maybe one day we’ll get the chance to make them see