Modes and Styles of Race Music…
Race Guitar Music
By Drippy and The Drops
Youth… from little toys that Roll… to ROCKet ships in the sky!
Highways that all go to beaches… from the driveways in every town!
Alan Freed every boy, girl, man, woman and child.. Let’s be born to be wild!
She’s a mean motor scooter… He’s a hover-boarding maniac!
Blacktop road-runners gunnin’ it down… Gears dear, no fear!
Four on the floor ain’t no double date… It’s a race guitar drivers fate!
From sand box to outer space… It’s a Rock n Roll Race Guitar Driver’s race!
When they ask you in your face What’s your race? Tell them Racin’ is my race!
Hot Rod Lincoln… Diesel fuel stinkin’… No time for thinkin’!
A 32 Ford, Little Duece Coup… Freakin’ Streakin’… Adrenaline leakin’!
Roadster buckets… Slicks burnin’… Stacks flamin’… Best time turnin’!
Route 66 East to West… Lake Shore Drive… West Texas… USA is the best!
Main street mother of all roads leads to one place A race guitar driver’s place!
Women, cars, make-up and fast. Screamin’ down the road paradise at last!
Engines revving up on all cylinders… Piling in the backseat… No time to rust!
Roadhouse riders layin’ on the gas.. Got to catch up to that snake in the grass!
Musicians worth their salt flats. Stomp and romp, Sock and stroll on the road!
Traction Action, Zoomin’ Groomin’, Fender Bender, Passin’ Crashin’!
Throwin’ down the grease rag, Goin’ through the green flag Race Guitar!
Goin’ round the back stretch… Be the one you can’t catch… Rock n’ Roll!
