Mountain Interceptor

Take B delivers a 140 BPM country-rock assault featuring roaring lead guitars and emergency siren sound design.

The stories behind Mountain Interceptor

Lyrics

Road's Closed, Son

There's three feet of drift on

Highway 9

Trooper, there's a man dying on the table

Hit the light, oh!

Trooper through the cruiser into four -wheel high

Red and blue cherries painting the blizzard sky

Snowplow blade throwing powder 30 feet wide

Dave riding shotgun with a pelican on his side 40 miles switchbacks

over Devil's Ridge High's three inches thick on the suspension bridge

Ties, kits and gravel fish tailin' on the ledge

Runnin' this machine right on the ragged edge

It's for an old man's beating heart at stake.

Hey!

Ride the mountain interceptor through the frozen past.

Spitting up the snow bank, burning up the gas.

Stay true for sirens screaming in the night

Chasing down the heart wearing the flashing blue light 40 miles of blizzard,

40 miles of grit

A bio -med on the road

Who's never gonna quit?

Roll, interceptor, roll through the drift

Fastest damn delivery on the graveyard shift

Roll

Hit the downhill hairpins, cruisers sliding sideways fast

Troopers spun the wheel and blew the logging gate past

Skidded to the bottom where the depot stood alone

A sheet metal warehouse out in the frozen zone

Chalked out in the snow drift

Keycard in my hand

The greatest rescue mission

In all this winter land

Right out the mountain interceptor

Through the frozen past

Spitting up the snow

Burning up the gas

State troopers siren screaming in the night

Chasing down the hardware in the flashing blue light 40 miles of blizzard,

40 miles of grit, a bio -med on the road, who's never gonna quit?

Rolling scepter, roll through the drift, fastest damn delivery on the

graveyard shelf

Depot reached

Time

4 .48am

Grab the crowbar

The padlock is frozen

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