It's been touch or go, tryin' to get gone

When I did my blog post where I ranked EFC songs off of his new triple album, I did not put Russian Roulette on the top of the list.

I regret that now.

This song is incredible and it's been on repeat this week in Monicaland.

Also, I appreciate the tires reference in it, because my car has officially eaten two tires in two days. 

It hasn't been a good week to be a vehicle in my family.

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Russian Roulette

Eric Church

Yeah, I’m blowin’ the doors off this hang around town
Holdin’ this old gun metal grey Chevrolet pedal down
Lead foot in a steel toe
Out runnin’ the memories, rackin’ up miles
Gettin’ gone as I can takin’ my chances spinnin’ that dial
And so far, I’m on a roll, yeah, I’m on a roll

Ain’t nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin’ shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin’ up my head, playin’ Russian Roulette with the radio

It’s been touch or go tryin' to get gone, couple close calls
But I just call up a station on down the line
Keep that needle in that red linе zone
Yeah maybe wеst is best, pick up I-85
Chase that settin’ sun, till it parks in the sky
But hell, I don’t know, only thing I know

Ain’t nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin’ shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin’ up my head, playin’ Russian Roulette with the radio

I need a melody without a memory
Take me where I’ve never been
I hear ‘em gunnin’ for me
I feel ‘em huntin’ for me
But I ain’t tunin’ them in

I still ain’t over you
But I can feel it comin'
Kind of like the rhythm to these tires hummin'
That signal comes and goes
I hold my breath and hope nothing

Nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin’ shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin’ up my head, playin’ Russian Roulette with the radio
Messin’ up my head, playin’ Russian Roulette with the radio