I'm on a midnight death trip.    I'm on a mission from God.   A stolen car and a death wish.    To hell on Highway 1      Four on the floor, a hundred miles per hour.    I'm gonna fly til the tires can't fly no more.    C'mon!   I've got my blues, gonna make a racket.    Nothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight.    I'm alive!!!      As the wind comes off the ocean.    And my hair is combed just right.    I'm in a stolen locomotion.   Straight out of 1965.       So, pass the bottle, a hundred miles per hour.    I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more.    C'mon!    I've got my friends and a shark skin jacket.    Nothing to lose, gonna live it up 'til I die.    I'm alive!!!   Whoo!!!      Well, on the night before the supper.    And I'm gonna smash the glass just right.    So, give me one good dose of thunder.    Before I fall on my ass tonight.       Four on the floor, a hundred miles per hour.    I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more.    C'mon!   I've got my blues, gonna make a racket.    Nothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight.    I'm alive!!!   C'mon!    Hahaha!