Road Kings '62

The air smells of rain and burnt engine oil Spider curses at the chrome, in a greasy coil He’s pulling at the spark on Ace’s machine "One more kick," he growls, "and she’ll roar like a queen" With grease in our hair and a glare of cold steel We’re writing our story on a spinning wheel! Snake leans cool against the old lamp post Rolling a smoke, he’s the one they fear most He winks at the girls as they giggle at the stop While we wait for the hammer of the law to drop Suddenly blue lights cut through the night A sheriff steps out, ready for a fight! Roaring chrome and forbidden dreams We’re letting freedom flow through the streets! With men of steel and girls like fire We’re riding high on a burning tire Twist that throttle, let the world go by We are the Road Kings, until we die! The lawman stands there, hand on his belt "Not in my town," is the hand that he dealt Dutch steps forward, broad as a wall Clenching his fists, he’s standing tall He don’t say a word, but the threat is clear The man of the law feels a shiver of fear! Young Jax just grins and he kicks the gas A cloud of black smoke hits the sheriff’s glass The lawman is choking, blinded and burned While the wheels of the outlaws have finally turned The girls hop on back with a wild, wicked laugh We’re cutting the law right in half! Roaring chrome and forbidden dreams We’re letting freedom flow through the streets! With men of steel and girls like fire We’re riding high on a burning tire Twist that throttle, let the world go by We are the Road Kings, until we die! The engines roar like beasts in the rain No handcuffs rattle, we’re breaking the chain Gone from the town 'ere the sirens can scream Living the rush of the outlaw dream Over the horizon, where the night is deep The Road Kings are rolling while the citizens sleep! Never looking back... Sixty-two on the clock... We’re the Road Kings, baby!