Lyrics:
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke
Ghost Rider motor cycle hero
Ghost Rider motor cycle hero
Baby, baby, baby, baby, he's a blazin' away
Like the stars, stars, stars in
Love might hit you 'fore you ever know it's there
So keep your motor running and keep it in gear
Listen real close she might just whisper in your ear
about, there's all my spare parts sticking out.
So come along and see me riding in the T.T. race.
Alternative ending:
With my gears in reverse,
drive
Each motor motion in the binds
Slicked up as parts not dried
With gears binded to turn the spin
As built of the gived
Tools to keep within
Pictures of the farm before us
Old men in a gospel chorus Sephia
And saddle horses easy on the reins
Eighty-one a motor in your mama's seventeen
the only one there is around
So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke
there is a round.
So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full
matter as long, shifting them gears
Well, we've all been buried deep in the mud in a truck, jump out just shaking our heads
Standing all alone with a dead
to keep up with my demon machine
I'll drop a gear and say goodbye
Keep on riding on the white line
With The interstate and my girl on my mind
Wide open
Hit the road chase the horizon's glow
Legs a rhythm steady and slow
The journey's tough the spirit's raw
With every turn you hunger for more
Cycle
charts and plans
Lathe machine the motor ring
Rough planing the suspension
Gears and wheels cut from steel
Industrial factory sealed
Assembly line
notes on a barf bag (final approach) (jesse)
boom boom goes the motor
boom boom go the gears
crash crash - there's the wreck
dead dead - where's my
Doctor Chris Olmen]
Ladies I'm just so impressed with you guys today.
Progress is really being made.
Now we getting ready to switch gears
Shifting the gears ready to ride
Turning the ride aligned
With the tires taking on the turns
As winding speeds are yearned
In a time rider with
Well, he rode on a motor cycle and he came from Outer Space.
His bike was made outta lead, and he had an evil look on his face.
He had an axe in his
to see my dear
But I am faced with my worst fear
She's driving off in a brand new car
No more cash just my own tears
And I guess that's livin' life stuck
Big ol' motor in my rear, and it gon' get me 'way from here (go, nyoom)
Don't pull up on me, partner, I'ma get to switchin' gears (don't pull up
got a four barrel carb, and dual exhaust
With four, eleven gears you can really get lost.
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
Breaks are good,
how I roll
Put the gear in drive mode
Put the gear and I go
And I go
A trip with friends hit the high road
The cycle
The cycle
A trip with friends trip
An inevitable cycle (as) structures fail to stand tall upon this broken Pendulum
Descend into the great fall with arms to govern and minds to crawl
to move into top gear
This motors ready to show you a good time
This is the day to look notice and feel fine
You thought I couldn't change - I did it
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