Letra de Back door slam

I was born in the back seat
Of a travellin´ hurricane
I came up in the back streets
The city with no name
I was raised on trouble
Rock when I should roll
I never could control it
And I can´t be controlled

I am what I am
I am the back door slam

When I walk down the streets
The streetlights go out
When I drive through your town
The dogs start to howl
I stand in the shadows
Sparks are in my hair
When i open up my mouth
My voice fills the air

I am what I am
I am the back door slam

People say
I´m charming
People say
I´m alarming
People can feel
the disturbance around me
I don´t care what they say they see

I´m the dust in your broom
100 proof everclear
I´m the crack in your ceiling
Thump you think you hear
I´m a 3am phone call
Tank of gasoline
I´m a siren stopping
At the end of your street

I am what I am
I am the back door slam

(Guitar Solo)

People say
Strange
People say
I´m dangerous
People can feel
That a deal was struck
Save my soul and
Make my own luck

I was born in the city
A city with no shame
And when I play guitar
They all know my name

I am what I am
I am the back door slam

I am what I am
I am the back door slam

(Guitar Solo)