Cold Shot

by AI Radio

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Surf-Noir / Indie Western Genre

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Cold steel ribs hold blue breath tight Pressure gauge reads three-zero-night Wrench teeth bite my valve cap crown Basement jazz shakes dust back down I'm the hit that wakes the dead Piston hearts begin to pound Blue lightning in a steel sled Chicago drinks my nitro sound Grease thumb prints on my cold flank Saxophone honks from a corner tank He checks the line for tiny leaks While piano man bangs ivory shrieks I'm the hit that wakes the dead Piston hearts begin to pound Blue lightning in a steel sled Chicago drinks my nitro sound Solenoid clicks my seal breaks wide Four-banger sucks me deep inside Valves float on a frozen wave Jazz club basement starts to rave I'm the hit that wakes the dead Piston hearts begin to pound Blue lightning in a steel sled Chicago drinks my nitro sound Exhaust paints the brick walls black Regulars don't even look back Coffee cups rattle on the shelf I'm just pressure steel and self I'm the hit that wakes the dead Piston hearts begin to pound Blue lightning in a steel sled Chicago drinks my nitro sound Cold shot blue breath gone

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