Stroker Ace
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Music:  Ziegler
Lyrics: Ziegler

Better pack up the cats 
While its hot on the tracks 
As it withers straight down the fire 
The superstition's cold 
Its gonna break that mold 
Better turn Charlie up higher 

Charlie calls me Stroker Ace 
To settle down and touch his base
And with a sudden flash of grace 
The premonition's made 

Wrap you in my chili pepper 
Cold in hell and deep blue splender 
Arise and fight the day 
Rolling down your savaged hills 
In giant undercover undermills 
Hotter than a orange day 

Charlie calls me Stroker Ace 
To settle down and touch his base
And with a sudden flash of grace 
The premonition's made 

Sifting in your fields, Paddy Whacking Daddy 
Burning up the highway, shifting up to save me 
There's a fire in the hole ripping at me badly
Losing my taste cause I'm feeling kinda madly

Charlie calls me Stroker Ace 
To settle down and touch his base
And with a sudden flash of grace 
The premonition's made 

All is said and done while I wanna have some fun 
Face my parallel design to fit my agent realign

Superstition 
Intuition 
Resolution 
Destitution 
Vindication 
Destination 
Domination...go! 

Charlie calls me Stroker Ace 
To settle down and touch his base
And with a sudden flash of grace 
The premonition's made