Testo di Krom

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 Might thunder now unleashed The pipes begin to glow still I'm too slow I throttle-up my beast I'm freeway mad I'm speed freak glad I smile against the wind I fly A shooting star the road is far I ride to live and I live to ride