I'm on a midnight death trip. nI'm on a mission from God.nA stolen car and a death wish. nTo hell on Highway 1nnFour on the floor, a hundred miles per hour. nI'm gonna fly til the tires can't fly no more. nC'mon!nI've got my blues, gonna make a racket. nNothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight. nI'm alive!!!nnAs the wind comes off the ocean. nAnd my hair is combed just right. nI'm in a stolen locomotion.nStraight out of 1965. nnSo, pass the bottle, a hundred miles per hour. nI'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more. nC'mon! nI've got my friends and a shark skin jacket. nNothing to lose, gonna live it up 'til I die. nI'm alive!!!nWhoo!!!nnWell, on the night before the supper. nAnd I'm gonna smash the glass just right. nSo, give me one good dose of thunder. nBefore I fall on my ass tonight. nnFour on the floor, a hundred miles per hour. nI'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more. nC'mon!nI've got my blues, gonna make a racket. nNothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight. nI'm alive!!!nC'mon! nHahaha!