Bob Schneider - Ready Let's Roll

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Em rusty rays of light shine down on his face
While the blood from the knife wound fills the place
Pack up the car come on let's get out of here
While the sirens start to fill the air
A low moan and a gurgle now the body's still
Oh if this was only some kind of bad dream but
How are we going to get out this shit we're in she says
Dont worry baby we'll figure out something

We'll give them the slip they won't be expecting the zinger
We'll slip him the mickey then we'll give him the finger
I had the drummer figured for a ringer but i had
No idea the DEA was using the singer but

It's alright cause i love you baby though
You ready i'm ready ready i'm ready let's roll
You ready i'm ready im ready let's roll

Plastic gas cap attack up on the sunset strip stray coal from an errant flicked lit cigarette no joke when the shit lit crazy swarzenegger movie cript keeper shit
Got two new ghosts to sweat out the heat seeker
Chuck taylor burnt blackbeefy tweaker heaven bound
Headed down interstate zero too late just bad guys no winner no hero

Wall mart break in 3 in the am
Got the key from my cousin's what i saying
Yo whatever you can get on the quick aight
Shotgun, shells, doritos and a mag light
Aspirins, tampons, oh shit are you serious
I'm serious as a heartattack mofo but now i'm getting furious
Black sun no hope cops in the gunscope
Lay low make some dough then head to mexico
Lay on the beach during the colder months
Drinking maitais smoking blunts with some mexicans
Blend into the background
Just got to make it to the border somehow
Annie oakley dead shot it ain't over yet
Count your chips and place your bets

Hide out hoodwink blood in a black sink
Bullets in a bathtub hold up i can't think
Brown recluse in the black of my mind
Ain't a problem i can't fix with my nine
Sho shot get tight deer in the headlight
Black widow spider bite kisses in the lamplight
Tight spot i got a red dot
Following me around keeping me here in the hot spot
Fortune cookie the future looks shitty
Lit up like a parliment i got blood on my dickies
Can't think straight with this mad dog flush
Pass it over got to feel the rush
I know this place in new mexico where we can cross at night
I got a cousin on the border patrol aight
Pack em up and let's go
You ready i'm ready i'm ready let's roll

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“One of Austin’s most celebrated musicians, Bob Schneider has always excelled at bringing audiences back. Though he has received little national press or major label support, he has managed to become one of the biggest acts in Austin, if not in Texas. His fans, who often discover him from being brought to his shows by their friends, are fiercely loyal. Many have attended dozens or even hundreds of shows. Thanks to these fans, Schneider has won more Austin Music Awards than any other musician, including Best Songwriter, Best Musician, and Best Male Vocals, rounding in at 54 total awards to date.

In retrospect, it appears inevitable that Bob Schneider would become an artist. He was born in Michigan and raised in Germany, where his father pursued a career as a professional opera singer. As a boy, Schneider studied piano and guitar, often performing at family parties and backing his father on drums at nightclubs throughout his youth in Germany and Texas. He went on to study art – his other primary passion and avocation – at the University of Texas El Paso, before moving to Austin and establishing himself as a musician. He performs relentlessly, creates new music compulsively, writes poetry, and regularly shows his visual art in galleries around Austin, and has a solid reputation as one of the most versatile, inventive, and engaging songwriters working today.”