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Beer, Bolts & Brute Force [acoustic]

[Intro] Two guys, one machine, Best decision they'd ever seen [Verse 1] I watched 'em haul that old Volkswagen home, Paint like weathered bone, windows thick with chrome Rust eatin' holes, dents on every side, Smelled like motor oil and shattered pride But they grinned like kids with a treasure chest, Said, "This gonna carry us on our quest" And I knew that day, from that first loud grind, This whole damn year would change their minds [Pre-Chorus] Every spare minute, grease under nails, Sweat on the driveway, tellin' their tales They learned by breakin', then fixin' it right, Beers in their hands and sawdust in light [Chorus] Well, it's high time we got this rig rollin' (like a stone) Down every road that the Baltic's shown That beat-up Volkswagen, rustin' and old (ain't goin' nowhere) Looked like a coffin but felt like home to my soul We got frozen roads goin' 'round the Baltic shore (drivin' strong) Two stubborn fools and a rally to explore We got bolts that won't hold and a prayer and beer, Gonna make this rust bucket disappear [Verse 2] Brakes locked up tight, that beautiful scream, Engine coughin' like some half-dead dream Suspension saggin', wiring all shot, Camper they built from what they got No experience, but YouTube and grit, They figured it out one weld at a time, bit by bit Meanwhile the women were losin' their minds, 'Cause these two left 'em behind [Pre-Chorus] "You comin' to bed?" — "One more hour, babe" But one hour turned into a year in the cave They chose that Volkswagen like a lover's call, And paid in cold shoulders and silent halls [Chorus] Well, it's high time we got this rig rollin' (like a stone) Down every road that the Baltic's shown That beat-up Volkswagen, rustin' and old (ain't goin' nowhere) Looked like a coffin but felt like home to my soul We got frozen roads goin' 'round the Baltic shore (drivin' strong) Two stubborn fools and a rally to explore We got bolts that won't hold and a prayer and beer, Gonna make this rust bucket disappear [Bridge] Knuckles bleedin', fingers numb and cold, Still laughin' like they own the world Heater's busted, breath like fog, Swayin' at the wiring like a rigged log They don't quit—no, they don't know how, Make a promise, keep it anyhow [Final Chorus] Well, it's high time we got this rig rollin' (like a stone) Down every road that the Baltic's shown That beat-up Volkswagen, rustin' and old (ain't goin' nowhere) Looked like a coffin but felt like home to my soul We got frozen roads goin' 'round the Baltic shore (drivin' strong) Two stubborn fools and a rally to explore We got bolts that won't hold and a prayer and beer, Gonna make this rust bucket disappear [Outro] Two guys, one machine, Best damn thing they've ever seen