Hot Rod Hell
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Hot Rod Hell
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Rebel son - hot rod hell
I know where the hoods all go with the hot rods and their bikes
Where the little girls pull up their skirts and smoke their lucky strikes
I'm going to the same place where they've already gone
To drag race all night until the break of dawn
The boys out there, they like to gamble tied ones on the dash
I'm ready to win, go for a spin and everybody crash
I'm ready to race, and take first place, i'm ready to make a deal
Triple six, lonesome fix, blunt of chrome and steel
Excuse me sonny boy, i'd like to race your car
Set them tires on fire; let's see how good you are
Trip the speed, all i need, black top on hot red light
I'm a hot rod man, that's what i am, and it's hottest hell tonight
Refrão
Going down, hell bound
Up in flames
The name of the game
Underground
Well, lucifer's in town and he's here to take your crown
Rebel angel can't wait to watch you fail
Well he's gonna bring you down, burn your kingdom to the ground
Damn-you-down, damn you down to hell
Soon you're gonna wish you never shook that stranger's hand
You're shit out of luck, just drive as fast as you can
The devil's drunk, and it's in your trunk
It's gonna be hell to pay
You don't know it yet, you gotta lose your spin
He always gets his way
The judges say that's all that they will ever let you know
'cos you will flow in a river of hate
He'll sink you down below
You're in trouble smoke
Get in the red and break your neck in two
Only you to play, fucking shame
Satan's waiting on you
Refrão
Well, lucifer's in town and he's here to take your crown
Rebel angel can't wait to watch you fail
Well he's gonna bring you down, burn your kingdom to the ground
Damn-you-down, damn you down to hell
Solo
I'm looking for some souvenirs that i can take back home
I'm here because i want you beat up, burned up, broken boned
I want to rob your confidence and everything you own
To see you dead in a puddle of red before it turns me on
Well, i was born with a pair of horns sticking out my fucking face
I'm in control, peach lemon soul
I win every single race
If you don't know just who i am
I think one more hint will do
I've got a pointy tail, and i live in hell
And it's hot rod hell for you
Refrão
Well, lucifer's in town and he's here to take your crown
Rebel angel can't wait to watch you fail
Well i'm gonna bring you down, burn your kingdom to the ground
Damn-you-down, damn you down to hell [3x]
Bring you down, damn you down to hell
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