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"Motocross MADMAN"

Copyright Brian Bayley / Middle C Stuff (ASCAP)


Written, Recorded, Edited & Produced by: Brian Bayley at Serenity Hill Studios, Nashville, TN*


Mixed by: Niko Bolas The Village Recorders, Los Angeles, CA


Mastered by: Richard Dodd at Blackbird Studios, Nashville, TN


Cover Photo by: Matthew Lee Wrey. Used With Permission

Pictured; Kelli


"Motocross MADMAN"

Performed by:

Louder House Project


Vocals:

Charlie Kavanaugh*


All Guitar:

Mike "P" Puwal


Bass:

Mike "P" Puwal


Drums:

Brian Bayley*





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Motocross MADMAN Lyrics Written by: Brian Bayley Copyright 2009, Middle C Stuff (ASCAP) You’re a motocross MADMAN You’re a crazy mutherf$&%*r, you’re a social disease Cuz you draw us in like moths to a flame As you fly thru the air with the greatest of ease. So we fire it up and we give a couple yank yanks, Take it to the track thinking we got it made You make it look so easy, we’re thinkin anyway but my broken bones later, they ain’t feelin’ the same You could leap tall buildings in a single bound like Evil Knievel, allergic to the ground Whenever on the land, you’re cuttin a rut Clipping thru the gears, diggin’ nobs in the mud You’re a motocross MADMAN You’re a crazy mutherf$&%*r, you’re a social disease Cuz you draw us in like moths to a flame As you fly thru the air with the greatest of ease. Just hangin by the bars, that doesn’t look so tough I can handle that, and look, no hands Mom! Then I flip a 450 like a feather in flight When here I go again, S#%T!, I’m gonna bite it. So exciting to watch n such a radical rush To see tapped out speed n leaving others stuffed Ridin to live beyond incredible thrills Jumpin’ not just one, but takin’ triple hills! Sick, twisted, goin outta your mind As they drop the gate, you leave your balls behind, With just a twist of your wrist, I mean C’Mon Please!! You’re a freak of nature, beyond the edge of extreme … and that’s EXACTLY the stuff -- we came here to see At the end of the day, your packed up in the truck Another Sunday spent out blastin’ thru the bunch You crank it on out towards the next town And I’m headin back out, tryin not to lay it down You’re a motocross MADMAN You’re a crazy mutherf$&%*r, you’re a social disease Cuz you draw us in like moths to a flame As you fly thru the air with the greatest of ease. http://www.nimbitmusic.com/louderhouseproject/

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