Pits Of Thunder Lyrics

Pits Of Thunder lyrics

Do the splits in New York City till the street scene robs

    you blind,

    Come back home to San Francisco and try to reclaim

    your mind,

    Get drunk in San Diego on a fifth of dago red.

    Find a blanket under the freeway, rest your weary head.

    Go down to Mexico in a red and white Chevrolet

    Come back home on a bolt of thunder. [You can