作曲 : Cater, Gordon, Slater, Voss
I was steaming fast in the past lane
Had to take it just wouldn't be the same
Like a straight incision with an arrow point
Movin up through to put your bones outa joint
Can't believe they said it couldn't be done
Doubts for a second, then none
When you live on your wits don't question the aimless
Just button your lip
Nothing is painless
White-knuckle ride step inside
Members over the bars club, hang on!
Road rage this is the first stage
And you ain't seen nothing yet
Just shifting gears on my ride
To lose la trek hang on!
Just gliding my candyapple red
With the chrome shimmering
It gleams or so it seems
In your dreams it's clear
Needs must when the devil drives
I do not hide i slip through on the inside
What an evil web we weave
When we practice the disease
Nothing can save us nope
Now the police pollute and you pollute
People well aware wearing charcoal suits
High pressure pneumatics on my slicks
My spokes are dope leaving you in the ditch
Help me slice through the air
With the wind on my side i don't care
And here i am roadrunner
Finally crucified instead
Left my carcass by the roadside
Didn't come to see what's left
Needs must when the devil drives
I do not hide, I slip through on the inside
White-knuckle ride step inside
Members' - over the bars club hang on
Road rage this is the first stage
And you aint seen nothing yet
Just shifting gears on my ride
To lose la trek hang on!