Going Sideways کے بول

Tapes up the hammer comes down Engines roar it's a beautiful sound Throttle open five hundred cc's Flyin' by on a methanol breeze You're racing ahead of me I'm just tryin' to stay in control I'm going sideways [x3] Till the flag comes down Two wheels no brakes Hell for leather whatever it takes To the grass roots I subscribe Dig in deep and get some drive All the smells all the sounds Everybody going round and round Two types of riders that you get Those who have fallen And those who haven't fallen... Yet Foot down the steel slides Stay tight don't go too wide The hard work never ends Fighting gravity round the bends