[Verse] Through the Jersey shore chaos he cuts like a blade Burgundy beast with a Cummins parade Chrome so clean it blinds the sun The Red Baron rolls and the race is won [Prechorus] Joey Whispers in the captain’s chair Roasting fools who don’t play fair [Chorus] Blow the horn Joey let it scream The Red Baron’s a local dream Shining bright in the traffic storm Chrome-clad king in perfect form [Verse 2] Tri-axle thunder pounding the street Every driver knows they can’t compete Stream’s alive with Joey’s fire Bad drivers roasted wire to wire [Prechorus] He laughs he steers with a smirk so sly In the Red Baron he’s flying high [Chorus] Blow the horn Joey let it scream The Red Baron’s a local dream Shining bright in the traffic storm Chrome-clad king in perfect form
