Roine Stolt - Hotrod (The Atomic Wrestler) lyrics

Flushed his face and shaved his legs Saved up for a final drink Straightjacket, see you later!! Racing his hotrod to the brink A lucid, violent guardian hellhound "Babysitting" the world in need Cultivating his spinal bimbos Cut the branches and watch 'em bleed Whirling wagons of extinctions Fire whipped upon his back Racing for a safe asylum Sanctuary down the track Named "a madman of the wheel" He flew his hands upon the radiant Twisted tubes inside the hourgla** But he could not stop the meltdown He found himself accelerating He tried to calculate the crash Building a life upon a bombshell Is maybe not entirely wise? There is no cure for all this madness There is no way to stop the deal And there's no way out for a lonely mouse Out of his endless spinning wheel