Under My Wheels Lyrics

Quincy Punx


publisher: ©OBO APRA/AMCOS
album: Track 14 in album We're Not Punks... but We Play Them on TV
release date: 1995-11-14
popularity : 1 users have visited this page.
length: 1:19



I've got a customized hearse with razor edged fins
A fifty-seven Caddilac thats blacker than sin
It's got a four-fifty-four and spikes on the grill
I've got a license to drive, I've got a license to kill
Cruising down main street on a saturday night
See some small town muscle head out looking for a fight
Screech around the corner by the local malt shop
Take out all the hicks and a couple of jocks

Headlights pin you down with fear
Screeching rubber's the last thing you'll hear
Sudden impact's all you'll feel
As you're crumpled under my wheels

Back in the city there's lots more prey
And if looks like things are going my way
See a big flock of yuppies at the art bar uptown
Jump the curb on Lake Street and run em all down



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Track Listing

  • 1 Nuke Seattle
  • 2 Blowin' Chunks
  • 3 Eat a Bowl of Fuck
  • 4 Crack Lab
  • 5 High Impact Camping
  • 6 Tina
  • 7 Young and Dumb
  • 8 I Hate Coffee
  • 9 Safety Pins
  • 10 Don't Talk to Me
  • 11 Kamikaze
  • 12 Mutants
  • 13 Gun Control
  • 14 Under My Wheels
  • 15 Splatter Punk
  • 16 Stupid People
  • 17 No Brain No Pain
  • 18 Jerry Lewis
  • 19 I Don't Care
  • 20 I Hate Everyone
  • 21 Fuck You
  • 22 Pain
  • 23 5 State Killing Spree