Little Bastard lyrics

September 30. 1955 Little bastard was on his way Porsche 550 in his hands The silver boy was on his way Dream as if you'll live forever. He said Live as if you'll die today Speed and freedom is all we need So turn the key and drive. Drive. drive James dean loved motor racing Oh james dean Marion cries marion tries The spiderweb strongly wrapped the boy A generation left alone Satisfaction comes from doing And results can't count anyhow The hungry morning swallowed the idol The darkest shade can't kill this light Memory magnified the giant Everybody is restless. Restless. restless James dean loved motor racing Oh james dean ( Marion cries marion tries James dean loved motor racing Oh james dean Oh james dean oh james dean Oh james dean oh james dean