I'm on a midnight death trip
I'm on a mission From God
A stolen car and death wish
To Hell In Highway 1
Four the the floor, 'hundred miles per hour
I'm gonna fly, 'til the tyres can't fly no more!
C'mon!
I've got my blues, gonna make a racket
Nothing to lose but this straitjacket, on too tight
I'm alive!
As the wind comes off the ocean
And my hair is combed just right
I'm a stolen locomotion
Straight outta nineteen sixty five
So pass the bottle, one hundred miles per hour {[?]}
I'm gonna fly, til the tyres can't fly no more!
C'mon!
I've got my friends and a shotgun jacket{[?]}
Nothing to lose, gotta live it out {[Up?]} until i die
I'm alive! Whoo!
Well I'm alive before the supper {[?]}
And I'm gonna smash this glass just right {[?]}
So give me one good dose of thunder
Before I fall on my ass tonight
Four to the floor, 'hundred miles per hour
I'm gonna fly, 'til the tyres can't fly no more
C'mon!
I've got my blues, gonna make a racket
Nothing to lose but this straitjacket, on too tight
I'm alive! C'mon! Hahah