waxed up, shining fat and clean
double big shot pipes from hell
air cleaner cover gleam
a vibe you can not buy or sell
the sparks ignite the oxygen and fuel blend
gentle right-hand turn
listen to the sound of thunder
al 666 cubic inches burn
fringes leather pistons throbbing
mightt thunder now unleashed
the pipes begin to glow still i'm too slow
i thottle-up my beaast
i'm freeway mad i'm speedfreak glad
i smile against the wind i fly
a shooting star the road is far
i ride to live and i live to ride |