[intro] [verse] Baptized in Midwest muddy waters, Born in sin, of our mothers and fathers, Spilling tea Saturday nights, Then Waking up to “save your soul”….that’s real Christian like.. [chuckle] [pre chorus] Same small town…round a bout, If you don’t turn now…you’ll never get out [chorus] Put the pedal down! Fling the gravel out, Don’t let this place define you, You didn’t see it then, but you’re gonna hear me now, Raise yourself.. to higher grounds Don’t be a product, of what surrounds (you!) [verse] Needles and pills, And the powder that spills into the water, Take a drink if you dare, and see how you fare, All these toxic traits, can end with you, if you just decide to make a move! [pre chorus] Away from the Same…round a bout, Make a move and get out now! [chorus] Put the pedal down! Fling the gravel out, Don’t let this place define you, You didn’t see it then, but you’re gonna hear me now, Raise yourself.. to higher grounds Don’t be a product, of what surrounds (you!) [bridge] Put the pedal down and don’t look back! Get out while you can! Before these roots below, grab your tires, and snag your soul! [outro] Put the pedal down! Raise yourself.. to higher grounds! Put the pedal down! Get out and make a move! Don’t be a product, of what surrounds…. (you!) [fade out]
