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
