wide awake Because more than my life's at steak So I ain't got time for blinkin' All the time I'm thinkin' If this ain't hell it's one fiery place Metallic
music that you feel Thrashing till you drop But there is no pain You can never stop It's like thunder in your brain Metal mongers to the very end Metal
m cravin', a misbehavin' savior America the grave for gun wavers The wave runners, what the blood seed again Make you wonder about the thunder underneath
hit and run all the way (Hit and run, hit and run) Yeah, I'm hit and run, we might die today Okay, okay Now, I'm gonna move I wanna slow down Pedal to the metal
? Are you living? Are you living for love? Are you living for love? Are you living? Are you living for love? Are you living for love? Do you feel your head is full of thunder
happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explode into space I like smoke and lightning Heavy metal thunder Racing with
the thunder Of the midnight ride Earth torn asunder By those who died Onto their favorite road they rode Leather horsemen riding three wide Their metal
Faster than a bullet Terrifying scream Enraged and full of anger He's half man and half machine Rides the metal monster Breathing smoke and fire Closing
it down Bodies revvin' in leather heaven in wonder Lights are dimmin' and heads are swimmin' as thunder hits the stage Hell breaks loose, turn on the juice get stronger We metal
The Awakening [M/L: Jevo] Long time ago into the deep caves Under the Mountains Of Hope The Gods of Thunder Gathered to create a perfect being Hammerers
believe In power of Metal Others betrayed but they will not leave Never this battle They've got the balls to carry on To carry on Guardians of metal
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure And we laid our armor down Now these precious metals, these captain's letters Are no use to us now Oh,
clique got was lip lock Heavy heat, steady street sweepin' your peeps Hawks, machete chops puttin' cease to your petty fleets This raw rebel got more metal
omen Beats are left broken by the wise words spoken Survive livin, driven by blood money hunger Snakes lay, waitin impatiently to steal your thunder We
you be found? Were you at the front of the stage Or in the underground? From S.F out to Old Brit New York to L.A The world of metal changed forever
When he turned 18 there was only one thing That he'd think about all the time With a scoop on the hood and a thundering roar, When you power shift overdrive
This is the sound of what you don't need still true This is the sound of what you don't want still in you Never again When a live wire lights little metal
in the meantime I'ma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er, this is the El-Product summer With a gleam of factory gun metal sheen grey and no vin number