Bronze Age Baker - Exile Road

I've been a bad bad man
In an ice cold world
I got a real bad plan
(Hey!)
Somebody tell me what the time is
Because I lost my phone
I got a little too excited
When they sent me home
Well, brother all I know
Is whats in my soul
Well, baby I'm an Anglo-Sax nomad
And they hate me down to my bones
I'mma take you for a slow ride
Down Exile Road
I'mma take you for a long drive
Down Exile Road
Tell me, what's my crime?
I'm just speaking my mind
Oh, you hate my skin?
Well, motherfucker, that's fine
With a face-full grin
I carry my sins
Born American
I was taught how to win, yeah
I'm taking a joy ride
Down Exile Road
No man alive knows where it goes
I'mma take you for a long drive
Down Exile Road
Take you to the place you used to know
I've been taking a cool stroll
Down Exile Road
Have a drink, have a woman
Have a laugh, have a smoke
(Hey!)
I'mma take you for a long drive
Down Exile Road
Take you to the place you used to know

Written by:
Alec Baker

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