Running the night, east of Eden, night route 466 Four cylinders, roaring thunder, adrenaline kicks in I got a whole world at my feet and begging, I know that I’m the star But now it’s only me, the road, the night and my new car At 85 damned miles per hour I know I can go faster I am the king of night-time road, I’m portable disaster The engine’s roaring beastly song beneath the dead-cold sky Somber eye of desert moon is watching my last ride
I have it all, I’m above laws The world is ripe for grip and squeeze it It’s juices, down my throat they flow Immortal demi-god I am As I speed into the night Speed into the night Speed into the night In my brand new Spyder 550…
Why Donnie had to take that left and head up north to Fresno? His Ford jumped out of shadows in a screeching wheel allegro The seconds panic, steering side, last-ditch for doing steeping slide Wrong time, wrong place, wrong set of space to kiss the life goodbye
Wherever Little Bastard’s gone Brought death and pain and misery The curse went on with 130 The shining bonnet hid bloodthirsty Demon in disguise Demon in disguise Speed demon in disguise The dreadful Spyder 550…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
