Wall Rider

[Verse 1: Thrash-metal male lead, fast and barked on the snare] Wooden barrel at the county fair Thirty feet of planks and a smell of burnt air Old flathead bike with a cracked front light Two bucks a ticket, and the rail packed tight Kick it once, kick it twice, let it shake Up the ramp, up the curve, there's no brake Ninety degrees and I'm riding the side Gravity's a liar, and it's along for the ride [Pre-Chorus: Thrash-metal male lead] Lean back, the planks are howling Faster, the crowd is scowling Holding out their dollar bills [Chorus: Thrash-metal male lead] Round and round on the wall of death Faster than the fear, I'm faster than my breath Slow down and the wall won't hold So I never, never, never ride slow [Verse 2: Thrash-metal male lead, harder, riffs tighter] Mama in the front row covers her eyes Kid in the back row screaming at the sky Hold your dollar out, I'll take it from your hand Sideways at forty, I'm the safest in the land Doctor told me careful, preacher told me pray Bank told me settle down and find a better way But careful is the only way to fall on a wall Careful is a coffin and it's built for all [Pre-Chorus: Thrash-metal male lead] Lean back, the planks are howling Faster, the crowd is scowling Holding out their dollar bills [Chorus: Thrash-metal male lead] Round and round on the wall of death Faster than the fear, I'm faster than my breath Slow down and the wall won't hold So I never, never, never ride slow [Bridge: Thrash-metal male lead, throttle pin, engine and guitars climb together every bar] Pin it, pin it, higher on the wood Pin it, pin it, higher than I should Let go of the bars and spread my arms out wide Nothing holding me but the speed inside [Guitar Break: thrash-metal shredding over the engine roar] [Verse 3: Thrash-metal male lead, flat out] Forty bills in my jacket and the barrel's shaking loose Sheriff at the gate says the permit's no use I come down slow at the bottom of the ring That's the only place that slow is a safe thing Every road out there wants me to brake Every voice out there says for heaven's sake I'll slow down when they nail the barrel shut Till then I'm riding up the wall on guts [Chorus: Thrash-metal male lead] Round and round on the wall of death Faster than the fear, I'm faster than my breath Slow down and the wall won't hold So I never, never, never ride slow [End]