[Low synth pulse, distant thunder, engine starting] [Intro] [Spoken word – male, deep, cinematic, slightly gritty] “In a world where the highway never sleeps... where trouble waits beyond every curve... one man drives toward the danger everyone else runs from.” [Electric guitar sting] [Verse] [Spoken word – male, deep, authoritative] “Jack Mercer. Mechanic. Tow-truck driver. A man who asks very few questions... Mostly because he already knows the answer.” By day, he fixes engines in a forgotten roadside garage. But when darkness falls... And a lonely red light flashes somewhere beyond the horizon... Jack Mercer answers the call. [Engine rev, drums begin building] “He doesn’t carry a badge. He doesn’t need one.” [Instrumental] [Huge heroic theme – electric guitar, brass, gated drums, synth arpeggio] [Heroic Chorus – female vocals with backing voices] ROADHAWK! Riding through the night ROADHAWK! Red lights burning bright When the highway takes you down And there’s nobody around When the night has killed the light And you’re stranded out of sight He’ll find you... Before the morning light ROADHAWK! ROADHAWK! [Verse] [Spoken word] “When a family is stranded fifty miles from nowhere... ROADHAWK is coming.” “When smugglers think the desert belongs to them... ROADHAWK disagrees.” “When somebody says, ‘Nobody could possibly make that jump in a tow truck...’” [Short pause] “He takes that personally.” [Guitar scream, tire squeal] [Heroic Chorus – female vocals with backing voices] ROADHAWK! Riding through the night ROADHAWK! Red lights burning bright When the highway takes you down And there’s nobody around When the night has killed the light And you’re stranded out of sight He’ll find you... Before the morning light ROADHAWK! ROADHAWK! [Instrumental – melodic guitar solo over pulsing 80s synth] [Bridge – Spoken word] “Some men drive for money. Some drive for glory. Jack Mercer drives because... Well... Someone has to bring the tow truck back.” [Massive drum hit] [Final Chorus] ROADHAWK! Coming through the night ROADHAWK! Ready for the fight When the highway takes you down And there’s nobody around When the night has killed the light And you’re stranded out of sight He’ll find you... Before the morning light ROADHAWK! ROADHAWK! If your engine quits at midnight... He’ll probably get there by nine. [Music abruptly stops] [Spoken word – very serious] “ROADHAWK.” [Short pause] “Because roadside assistance... just got personal.” [Huge guitar chord, brass hit, engine roars away]
