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The lyrics depict a harrowing journey through a desolate desert landscape, where the oppressive heat and isolation create a sense of urgency and danger. The protagonist feels trapped, both physically and emotionally, as they navigate the harsh environment filled with rattlesnakes and coyotes, symbolizing the lurking threats in their path. The imagery of the ′old junker′ and the search for a way out reflects a struggle for survival and the desire for freedom.
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[ verse ] Worn, torn, black vinyl seat Sticky, sweaty, August heat Scorched sand, parched street, this old junker never runs. Nothing for miles in any direction, no payphone or cell connection, without a trace of circumspection. I'm under siege in the blistering sun. [ chorus ] Rattlesnakes nippin' at my achin' feet, Coyotes peer through desert grass. Every move is for deceit when made on Daylight Pass. [ verse ] Drawn in by two white lines I've left that junker behind searching for any sort of sign, and any place to drop these keys. Cactus shadows and tumble bush, no cover for an ambush. Through the desert, make the push, to the border in San Luis. [ chorus ] Rattlesnakes nippin' at my achin' feet, Coyotes peer through desert grass. Every move is for deceit, when made on Daylight Pass. [ bridge ] On foot and on the run, through this indigenous land. My weary soul is overdone, I've dumped that contraband. Death Valley fought, and it won this is my final stand. [ chorus ] Rattlesnakes nippin' at my achin' feet, Coyotes peer through desert grass. Every move is for deceit, when made on Daylight Pass.
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Lyrics, mixing and mastering performed by Roger L. Smith
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