Death Truck کے بول

Head down, cut out What the hell's he on about? Black blade, licked clean We're the ones to hear you scream We're going riding, going riding Death truck Big deal, just taste Turn around and slap my face Big meal, for God's sake Life blood draining from your plate We're going riding, go riding Death truck Watch that man,- incinerate Head spins like a satellite Stands too close to firelight His skin burns thin, so we know where he's been He's been riding, been riding Death truck Watch that window, cave in This is no way to save him I hear the driver's still alive Cross your heart and hope to die Die riding, go riding Death truck Dog truck Taste good Lekkere droom