At last gold
He is bilingual
Lick lips and lusting cars
Six pack, cold
Built strong and lethal
This sound attack travels
Blue light and siren
Who thinks that we'll win?
Push in the gears and bolt
Oh, and there we go
Into the mist, alone now
Next stop, contenders
Breeze on fingers
The way to send them off
Ba**es are booming
Backseat is roomy
Floorboard ain't greasy enough
Oh, and there we go
Into the mist, alone now