Route 666
Lyrics
Pedal to the metal, led on my feet, enginge roaring, turn up the heat
A roadrace to hell, on crashcourse with sin, a package of spells, bet and you'll win
A date with the devil, close to the heat, people are dancing and Jesus the meat
A date with the devil, close to the heat, people are laughing and drums play the beat
Chorus:
l am the bastard son - evil inborn, Satan in tip-top, from head to toe
Just look at me, sense my blitz, down riding route 666
Semi-automatic, a delicate show, gotta keep running, a few miles to go
Hook up a motel, I need some sleep, before joining in as his black fucking sheep
Writer(s): OSCAR KARLSSON, OSKAR FREDRIK KARLSSON, PATRIK ALF TOERNKVIST, PIERRE ROGER TOERNKVIST
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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