Route 666
70s Slow Country Horror Ballad, robust vocals, intense, seriousLyrics
[INTRO]
Route 666 is a long forgotten hidden and forbidden sun highway.
Forever cursed by the sinister violent souls of a chaingang murdered and buried there back in 1968.
[VERSE 1]
The violent chaingang of highway robbers,
Were killed by the sadistic sheriff's warden,
Shot down in holes, they were made to dig,
Buried and paved over with the blacktop's gig.
[CHORUS]
No longer human but now evil asphalt apparitions,
Their road tools now their murder weapons,
Shovels, pickaxes, the mighty sledge,
And their main event, the jackhammer's edge.
[VERSE 2]
They would become part of Route 666,
Under this Arizona highway where the sunlight won't fix,
Whenever a poor soul messes up and ends here,
They'll meet the chaingang, driven by fear.
[CHORUS]
No longer human but now evil asphalt apparitions,
Their road tools now their murder weapons,
Shovels, pickaxes, a sledge, and iron chains,
With the ol' jackhammer calling out your name.
[BRIDGE]
Echoes of the lost, haunt the midnight air,
Whispers of vengeance in the asphalt's snare,
Drive the dark road, but don’t look behind,
For the spirits arise when you step out of line.
[VERSE 3]
"Big" John La Roca the outlier of this chaingang.
An Outlaw and expert bandit who never killed for fun.
He gave up his life of crime for six years but the money blues sang.
Big John took a job that would lead him to be at the end of a loaded gun.
[CHORUS]
No longer human but now evil asphalt apparitions,
Their road tools now their murder weapons,
Shovels, pickaxes, the mighty sledge,
And their main event, the jackhammer's edge.
[OUTRO]
So beware the whispers along Route 666,
For fate’s waiting here, in this asphalt fix,
The spirits entwined, forever they’ll roam,
On this cursed highway that won’t lead you home.