*spoken intro*    From the deepest, darkest depths of...WHITBY!    Comes this sordid tale of speed...    Murderous mayhem..    Cataclysmic combustion...    Picturesque powered pistons...    Accellerating automotive alarms...   Stunningly stupifying stereo stunts!    One man... a dream... a car... a 1984... Plymouth... HORIZON...       *singing*    I loved the car from tail to grill    I wouldn't change a thing    I wouldn't trade the ashtray    For the Queen's engagement ring       But things they started going wrong    And went from bad to worse    The clutch went kinda funny    Then I couldn't use reverse       Still I loved my baby    And would not admit defeat    Just because it left a trail    Of rust along the street       It kept on running bravely    On duct tape and a prayer    Plus a monthly tribute to    The guy who did repairs       It all seems so unfair!    (The man was glad the day he bought)    Horizon!    Horizon!       Till one day on the parking lot    They called 401    My car became the meat between    A Buick-Honda bun       I saw some parts go flying    That you really need to drive    My car had become roadkill    Though it never was alive       Left a muffler in the passing lane    A hubcap in the slow    The windshield on the median    A headlight in the snow       And as I skidded off the road    The other drivers laughed    My middle-finger greeting    Would be my epitaph       Death would come at last    (Here lies the man who dared to buy)    Horizon!    Now I look at my bent fender    The twisted wheel rim       I wonder if Horizon    Will ever drive again    But I know that this was not the end    Road warriors die hard       And I signed this Mr. Iacoca's    Organ donor card    The steel will get recycled    And they'll build another car       Bigger, faster, stronger    An automotive star    My quest will then begin    And revenge will soon be mine       As I drive my gleaming three-door    Orange Chrysler Frankenstein    Searching for that Buick    To try to end its days       We'll settle off the score    And then we'll drive away    (The sun will rise again on the)    Horizon!    My Horizon!    My Horizon!