Bell-Bottoms and Bowie Knives V2

Intro

Spoken Intro"(Ella) Y'all see that smoke on the horizon? (Lainey) That ain't a fire, honey... that's just us rolling into town. Turn it up, boys! One, two, three, let's ride!"introVerse 1ellaI rolled into the county in a midnight blue machineWearing faded denim like a delta outlaw queenlaineyGot my bell-bottoms sweeping up the sawdust on the floorAnd a silver-plated warning sitting right inside the doorbothDon't you dare mistake the velvet for a little bit of grease'Cause we're running this frontier and we're breaking up the peaceChorusHeavy-grooving stadium crowd shoutPour another double! (Crowd: Double!)Stomp your cowboy boots! (Crowd: Stomp!)Bell-bottom renegades! (Crowd: Hell yeah!)Bowie knife edge! (Crowd: Sharp!)Don't mess with fire! (Crowd: Hell no!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)Verse 2laineyA smooth-talking slicker tried to buy a round of ginHe thought he had a chance just to see if he could winellaI looked him in the eye and I cracked a bottle cleanThe baddest pair of outlaws that you ever should have seenbothGo on back to the city, go on hide behind your text'Cause you never know which one of us is gonna catch you nextChorusHeavy-grooving stadium crowd shoutPour another double! (Crowd: Double!)Stomp your cowboy boots! (Crowd: Stomp!)Bell-bottom renegades! (Crowd: Hell yeah!)Bowie knife edge! (Crowd: Sharp!)Don't mess with fire! (Crowd: Hell no!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)BridgeMusic drops low - Just a thumping bass drum and a grinding bass guitarA little bit of sugar, a whole lot of smokeThese country-fried outlaws ain't no damn jokeCrowd building to a complete frenzy: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!Final ChorusThe entire band explodes into a massive Southern rock wall of soundPour another double! (Crowd: Double!)Stomp your cowboy boots! (Crowd: Stomp!)Bell-bottom renegades! (Crowd: Hell yeah!)Bowie knife edge! (Crowd: Sharp!)Don't mess with fire! (Crowd: Hell no!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)TagThe electric guitars stay high and wildYeah, it's bell-bottom countryCrowd shouts: With an outlaw edge!Screaming through the nightCrowd shouts: Burning up the town!