Fire In The Hole — Ass Ponys

We were burning leaded gasoline

Rather fight than switch

Found a stack of dirty magazines

Hidden in the ditch

Making fun of nearly everything

That lined up in our sights

I remember you used to come around

You came around, youd come around

You came around, you came around

Fire in the hole

Pop the clutch and holler rabbits feet

Roll the windows down

Take a drink to find the strength you need

Then pass the bottle round

I remember we used to ride around

We rode around, wed ride around

We rode around, we rode around

Fire in the hole