When the feeling comes, it always leaves
To the top of the hill, the hill of thieves
Brush that furious out, hole in the well
You`d like the hole in your head to feel the breeze

If you`re gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse
I can`t drink no more but I`ll try
You can`t find me, baby, in the basement
Then I slug you in your f**kin` head, yeah

If you`re gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse
We can`t drink no more but we`ll try
You can`t find us, baby, in the basement
And we`ll slug you in your f**kin` head, yeah