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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bottle rockets in a coffee can
Duct-taped fuse in my right blue jean
You’re barefoot on the tailgate
Laughing
Calling me a small-town dream
Cherry cola sweating in your hand
Old T-shirt said “Band I’ve never seen”
You draw a heart in the truck bed dust
Say
“Light it up
Let’s burn eighteen”
[Chorus]
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Blowing up the dead-end dark
You were cherry cola on my tongue
Girl
Buzzing like a midnight spark
Yeah
We swore this broken county line
Couldn’t hold our hungry hearts
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Falling
Still calling it art (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Dashboard shaking
Busted speaker hum
Your knee rode the rhythm of my cheap cassette
You yelled every word like a war cry
Turned my bad plans into a better bet
Stole a “For Sale” sign for a souvenir
Hung it crooked by your bedroom door
You said
“If we leave
We ain’t coming back”
I said
“Baby
That’s what roads are for”
[Chorus]
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Blowing up the dead-end dark
You were cherry cola on my tongue
Girl
Buzzing like a midnight spark
Yeah
We swore this broken county line
Couldn’t hold our hungry hearts
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Falling
Still calling it art
[Bridge]
Do you ever drive past that rusted gate
Hear my name under your breath? (oh)
Do you taste that cheap July again
And feel your pulse out-running death?
’Cause every time that summer hits
I’m back there losing gravity
You’re on my hood
Sky on fire
Like God took notes from you and me
[Chorus]
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Blowing up the dead-end dark
You were cherry cola on my tongue
Girl
Buzzing like a midnight spark
Yeah
We swore this broken county line
Couldn’t hold our hungry hearts
We were red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
Fading
Still blazing my heart (hey!)
Yeah
Red-hot
Wild-shot
Bottle rockets
You and me
Tearing apart
Details
GeneratedMar 10, 2026
Duration3:10
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Late-90s alt-country meets modern pop country: crunchy electric guitars over a steady four-on-the-floor kick and subtle 808 low-end, brushed snare on verses, huge gang-vocal choruses. Male vocals with a raspy, lived-in edge; bright slide guitar hooks and tambourine lift in the chorus. Bridge drops to half-time with exposed vocal and distant organ pad, then slams back into a big, anthemic outro chorus., alternative country, male vocals, pop, country, country rock, rhythmic, electric
Credits
Prompt by
Jpaul14
Jpaul14ModelAria v5
Prompt
Bottle rockets, alternative country, electric, 808s, male vocals, country, anthemic, country rock, country, pop country, late 90s alt-country, pop, rhythmic, melodic
