Big John Bates - Rhyolite lyrics

rate me

A red ball of fire hung low in the sky

On a black velvet curtain that I can't describe

The ghosts all have ghosts - the hills all have eyes

And I just took my girl out here for a ride

A halo of bats surrounded the lights

Near the glass house she vanished into the night

Now my bike won't start, the spark plugs won't spark

And we're stuck north of Vegas in the town of Rhyolite

Rhyolite

My girl must have put up one hell of a fight

Barely alive by the time I started my bike

We tried to get outta town, but we, we got turned around

Because everyone wakes up dead in Rhy-hy-hy-hy-olite

Rhyolite

Rhyolite