Rollin down the road 
an im doing 120 my 57 Chevy 
it shines like a penny 
Headlights a burnin 
and engines a runnin 
foot on the gas and now
im gunning 

Donna die tonight 
legions are gunning 
foot on the gas and 
Engines a runnin

Turning thru the roads are changing 
nothings real and time is fading 
shifting gears now burning rubber 
dump some gas into this mother 
Running over all the weak and 
fuck this all the turn the cheek 
shit and as you lay there now 
dying youre last sound 
Will be my engine 

Rolling down the road
Feel the power of the road, 
Slowly taking over control