Tesla - Cumin' Atcha Live / Truckin'

Lyrics to Cumin' Atcha Live / Truckin' by Tesla

(originally by Grateful Dead) Alright! Hey, are we ready? Well I'm a mean machine, I'm the kind you don't wanna meet My middle name is trouble, I'm a danger in the street My motor's in overdrive, my pedal's to the floor I never get enough, I'm always comin' back for more Here I come, better step aside I said here I come, oh yeah, well I'm a-comin' at you live I'm comin' atcha live The only one you want, I never give a warning twice Well anything could happen like the rollin' of the dice Here we come, you better step aside I said here we come, we're comin' at you live Comin' at you live - we're comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - you better step aside Comin' at you live - ow! ow! [Solo] Comin' at you live - we're comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - you better step aside Comin' at you live - comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - comin' atcha live Comin' at you live - step aside, step aside Comin' at you live - 'cos here we come Truckin', I'm a-goin' home, whoa whoa, baby, back where I belong Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on What in the hell ever happened to sweet Jane? She's lost her marbles, you know the chick ain't the same Livin' on reds, and vitamin C, and cocaine All the friend can say is "ain't it a bitch" Busted down on Bourbon Street, set up like a bowlin' pin Knocked down, sometimes I'm wearin' thin, they just won't let you in Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me, other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me, what a long strange trip is this - that's right Alright! You guys liked that one, right? (Just like at home, that's pretty good...) Hang on a second, I gotta tune up here, or tune down, actually Alright! We're just fuckin' round tonight, but we're gonna have a good time Ain't we, Philadelphia? Alright. Let's kick some ass!