| Song | Lean Into The Wind |
| Artist | Jace Everett |
| Album | Red Revelations |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You got them evil eyes that soothe me | |
| And the Jesus ties that groove me | |
| You found a rock in the rubble | |
| A big chunk of trouble in a field | |
| I had a bone that needed pickin' | |
| You had a moan that kept on sticking | |
| We're both maple syrup sweet | |
| In the thick of the heat we gonna seal the deal | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain't comin' back again | |
| You got an itch that needed scratchin' | |
| I got a plan that I been hatchin' | |
| When the moon goes down | |
| We gonna drag this town out in the road | |
| You got the devil in your detail | |
| We been dancing on the third rail | |
| Hang a sign on the door | |
| We're gonna pull up the floor and let it go | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain't comin' back again |
| You got them evil eyes that soothe me | |
| And the Jesus ties that groove me | |
| You found a rock in the rubble | |
| A big chunk of trouble in a field | |
| I had a bone that needed pickin' | |
| You had a moan that kept on sticking | |
| We' re both maple syrup sweet | |
| In the thick of the heat we gonna seal the deal | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain' t comin' back again | |
| You got an itch that needed scratchin' | |
| I got a plan that I been hatchin' | |
| When the moon goes down | |
| We gonna drag this town out in the road | |
| You got the devil in your detail | |
| We been dancing on the third rail | |
| Hang a sign on the door | |
| We' re gonna pull up the floor and let it go | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain' t comin' back again |
| You got them evil eyes that soothe me | |
| And the Jesus ties that groove me | |
| You found a rock in the rubble | |
| A big chunk of trouble in a field | |
| I had a bone that needed pickin' | |
| You had a moan that kept on sticking | |
| We' re both maple syrup sweet | |
| In the thick of the heat we gonna seal the deal | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain' t comin' back again | |
| You got an itch that needed scratchin' | |
| I got a plan that I been hatchin' | |
| When the moon goes down | |
| We gonna drag this town out in the road | |
| You got the devil in your detail | |
| We been dancing on the third rail | |
| Hang a sign on the door | |
| We' re gonna pull up the floor and let it go | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin | |
| Lean into the wind | |
| We ain' t comin' back again |