Tennessee Mountain Top

Palm trees and beautiful hips

Man, it doesn't get any better than this

The sunset like fire on the Viper Room

Ol' Lemmy holed up at the bar

And Johnny Depp picking on an ol' guitar

Man, I wish ol' Keith would've taught him how to keep in tune

I came here lookin' for love

But all I found was sex and drugs

Strung out, broke down, homesick and thinkin' of you

There ain't nothing like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don't name drop

Where the preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

(You better ask somebody)

Singin' karaoke in a double wide

With smoke so thick it'll burn your eyes

Oh oh, my sweet lord, I warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

You'll end up in California

High tide, I felt so alive

Till I spent six hours on the 405

In a jacked up rocky ridge straight rollin' coal

But then I, I turned up the radio

And heard a bunch of shit

That's got no soul

All pop and hip-hop

But no damn rock-n-roll (No rock-n-roll)

I came here lookin' for love

But ended up on a bathroom rug

On my knees prayin' God please see me through

There ain't nothing like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don't name drop

Where the preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

(You better ask somebody)

Singin' karaoke in a double wide

With smoke so thick it'll burn your eyes

Oh oh, my sweet lord, I warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

You'll end up in California

There ain't nothing like a Tennessee mountain top

Some straight shootin' neighbors that don't name drop

Where the preacher man prayin' for peace but still packin' a gun

(You better ask somebody)

Singin' karaoke in a double wide

Some sweet Southern sugar right by my side

Oh oh, my sweet lord, I warn ya

Fall in love with an angel

Fall in love with an angel, yeah

Fall in love, fall in love, fall in love, love, love

With an angel