Coming To Your City
Well, we're coming to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flying higher than a jet airliner
And if you want a little bang in your yin yang, come along
Well, we flew through Cincinnati and we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that Skyline, Chili along the way
Then we rolled on into Canton
Scared the hell out of Marilyn Manson
And the party started happening, hey, hey, hey
And in the middle of a Charleston night
We ran into Jessica White
And a little moonshine got us bright, plum smack insane
And we're coming to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flying higher than a jet airliner
And if you want a little bang in your yin yang, come along
Well, we broke down in Greenville in the middle of a hay field
But a Bud Light truck pulled up and helped us out
So we dead headed up to Pittsburgh
Found a hotel full of interns
Took them down the Dirty O and turn them out
Oh and Chippewa's where we go
When we're up in Buffalo
Don't you know those Yankees drink enough to drown
Yeah, we're coming to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flying higher than a jet airliner
And if you want a little bang in your yin yang come along, come along
Listen up
Now L.A.'s got the freaks and Pink's and fifteen-dollar drinks
And San Antonio is a wild wild rodeo
And in Phoenix, Arizona, we drink way too much Corona
And we woke up by the river in Jeff City, MO
And we're coming to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flying higher than a jet airliner
And if you want a little bang in your yin yang, come along
Well, we're coming to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flying higher than a jet airliner
And if you want a little bang in your yin yang
If you want a little zing in your zang zang
If you want a little ching in your chang chang