Torche - Blasted lyrics

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