Walking In the Great Shining Path of Monster Trucks

Well, I crashed a Cadillac through the gates of hell
 And returned with a fist full of dollars
 And Evel Knievel, like Virgil
 Was a gentleman as well as a scholar
 'Cause I fly like a Retro-glide buckshot
 And you know I hang like a hex on a barn
 Grind the guardrail like a nail on a file
 Above and beyond the hole nine yards
 Well, I rolled Jesse Helms like a cigarette
 And smoked him higher than the highest of the minarets
 Jesse James couldn't even handle it
 Started looking at me like I was Sanskrit
 'Cause in the great shining path of the Great Monster Trucks
 There's no such thing as beginner's luck
 I'm the Dirty Dozen for the price of one
 Get it while it's hot, going, going, going, gone
 It's about time you started learning
 Started learning to come to where the flavor is
 Flavor is
 It's about time you started learning
 Started learning to come to where the flavor is
 Flavor is
 The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country
 Where the washer's stuffed with money are growing like grass
 Junk bondage racks never cut you slack
 But that's the way the racket goes when rounding up green backs
 Don't hate me just 'cause I'm beautiful
 You'll find that it's really not unusual
 When you're raised with The Good, The Bad, The Ugly
 A holy trinity in Flavor Country
 It's about time you started learning
 Started learning to come to where the flavor is
 Flavor is
 I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
 I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
 And you are my happy trail
 You are my happy trail
 You are my happy trail
 You are my happy trail
 The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country
 The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country
 The skies are always sunny in the heart of Flavor Country