Текст песни Superbee

This devil is ready to explode on the strip. It´s worn out tyres won´t get any grip. Eyes staring out at the edge of the hood. Driving a car has never felt so good. Stripped from all nonsense and built to win. When comfort is out, performance is in. I PUMP THE GAS AS I TURN THE KEY TO FIRE UP THE ENGINE IN MY BLACK SUPERBEE. Pedal to the floor, hands on the wheel. Got to shift gear but i´m too numb to feel. Shaking from the tension and wet from the heat. It feels like i´m being pushed through the seat. Deaf from the Hemi in this late sixty-nine. The essence of power and beauty combined. SLICING THE STREET THE SOUND OF THE FREE THE ROAR OF THE LUNGS IN MY BLACK SUPERBEE.