Lyrics Gentlemen, Start Your Engines - Grateful Dead

Gentlemen, Start Your Engines

It’s 3 a.
m in the combat zone
Gentlemen, start your engines
They can close this bar but baby, I ain’t goin'
Gentlemen, start your engines
If you lock up the whiskey, give me gasoline
I got a seven grand red line on the black machine
The dead can do my sleepin', if you know what I mean
Gentlemen, start your engines
Got a little girl here in a pinafore
Gentlemen, start your engines
She’s gonna do us on and beg for more
Gentlemen, start your engines
It’s dark outside but it’s darker within
Check the back of my jacket just to see my grin
They don’t write poems about the state I’m in
Gentlemen, start your engines
One of these days I’m gonna pull myself together
Soon as I finish tearin' myself apart
Let me tell you, honey, there’s a mighty stormy whether
Rollin' 'round the caverns of my heart
When the police come you better let 'em in
Gentlemen, start your engines
Don’t forget to tell 'em what a sport I’ve been
Gentlemen, start your engine
I got a head full of vintage TNT
Gonna blow me up instead of burying me
If you don’t like trouble believe me
Gentlemen, start your engines
Gentlemen, start your engines
Gentlemen, start, gentlemen, start
Gentlemen, start your engines
Like the Devil’s Mustangs, I’ve been ridin' hell for leather
Put away angry and angry in the dark
Let me tell you, honey, there’s some mighty stormy weather
Rollin' 'round the caverns of my heart