| Well. |
| There’s something wicked in the air
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| Haven’t slept for days but i don’t care
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| Nothing’s gonna change my mind. |
| I’m on a mission from down below
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| Hit town when the sun goes down. |
| I’ll be gone by the break of dawn
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| I got the bull by the horns. |
| Nobody’s gonna steal the show
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| The plan is set in stone and nothing else will please me
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| 10 000 miles from home. |
| A body in the trunk and his baby on the backseat
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| Big wheels keep on turning. |
| Miles after miles i’m rambling
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| A dusty road and i’m all set. |
| More roadkills under my belt
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| Rolling 10 days a week. |
| I would not change a thing
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| Until this old train runs out of tracks. |
| I’ll ride to hell and back
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| I’m a highwayman got nothing to lose
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| From town to town i’m singing the blues
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| I’m on a mission from down below and it satisfies my soul
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| I’m a hitchhiker traveling around the clock
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| Upon destination i will try my luck
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| Nobody’s gonna steal the show cause i sold my soul to rock n' roll |