| Artist | Jerry Cantrell |
| Song | Cut You In |
| Director | Peter Christopherson |
| Intro | No |
| Outro | No |
| Sound Mix | Stereo |
| Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
A stranded Jerry Cantrell is picked up by a motorist driving a 1972 Dodge Challenger, but the brief rescue quickly turns into a reckless crime spree. Cantrell steals the car, narrowly avoids a collision with a semi, and later crosses paths with Sean Kinney and a woman who take the vehicle for themselves. A high-speed pursuit follows through desert roads and small-town streets, ending in an explosive escape that leaves Cantrell alone beneath the setting sun.
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I like to sit Do nothing at home I disappear, turn off the phone I lose myself Hide from the sun I make a trip, when I'm out of fun I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part-time friend I call you up Whenever I'm stoned We chew the skin, choke on the bones ... |