highway 1

i'm on a midnight death trip. i'm on a mission from god. a stolen car and a death wish. to hell on highway 1

four on the floor

a hundred miles per hour. i'm gonna fly til the tires can't fly no more. c'mon!

i've got my blues

gonna make a racket. nothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight. i'm alive!

as the wind comes off the ocean. and my hair is combed just right. i'm in a stolen locomotion. straight out of 1965. so

pass the bottle

a hundred miles per hour. i'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more. c'mon!

i've got my friends and a shark skin jacket. nothing to lose

gonna live it up 'til i die. i'm alive!

whoo!

well

on the night before the supper. and i'm gonna smash the glass just right. so

give me one good dose of thunder. before i fall on my ass tonight. four on the floor

a hundred miles per hour. i'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more. c'mon!

i've got my blues

gonna make a racket. nothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight. i'm alive!

c'mon!

hahaha!