[Verse 1]
Libor Strachotín
Boots on the barroom floor
Names on the neon tab
His carved into the door
He’s got that crooked grin
Cards tucked up his sleeve
Says
“I play for keeps
My friend
You’re free to leave”
[Chorus]
Libor Strachotín
Born to break the rules
Rolling like a freight train
Through the Sunday fools (yeah)
Every busted halo
Every midnight sin
Sounds like home
To Libor Strachotín
[Verse 2]
He bets on busted horses
Backs the losing team
Still walks out whistling
Dragging gasoline
He’ll light your doubts on fire
Make your troubles sing
Turns your little heartbreak
Into a king-size thing (come on)
[Chorus]
Libor Strachotín
Born to break the rules
Rolling like a freight train
Through the Sunday fools (hey)
Every busted halo
Every midnight sin
Sounds like home
To Libor Strachotín
[Bridge]
[Hammond and guitar call-and-response groove
Drums drop to toms]
He don’t pray for mercy
Doesn’t beg for grace
He just laughs so heavy
Shakes this place
You can run for shelter
You can slam that door
He’s the name they’re shouting
When you want some more (some more)
[Chorus]
Libor Strachotín
Born to break the rules
Rolling like a freight train
Through the Sunday fools
Every busted halo
Every midnight sin
Raise your glass and howl
For Libor Strachotín (oh yeah)