(Spoken)

The doorman is dead

The doorman is dead

Literally, bitterly, and hard

Riding in the shotgun seat in the slow-zone tavern sing-a-longs

Blasting down a coked-up highway
Rocks and raps and rants and rolls
Foibles apocalyptic

Burnout
Burnout
Burnout
Burnout
Burnout
Burnout