Stand up, the night is onnI wanna see yournhands in the airnscream out loud,nwe'll shake the groundnthat's all we fuckin' carenwe're gonna teach the boysnwhat it means to rocknget rid of their pathetic posenstick your body and soulnin a six-string jamnnow we're ready tonRock n' Rollnlet's turn up the heatnscream for mennROADKILL!Keep rockin'!nROADKILL!Keep rockin'!nMORE GASOLINE!nROADKILL!Keep rockin'!nnHigh-speed trashin'non hot wheelsnriding like a goddamn fireballnfuck the dark shit,nenjoy the partynstick your fairy talesnright up your ass, wimpnfeelin' bad?? too hot for you?nno time and placenfor feelin' goodn10.000 degrees of Fahrenheitnif we can take it,nso can you...nLet's turn up the heatnnow scream for me...nnwe ain't talking cheap, babenLet's get it onnRock n' Roll is our business,ncome on and join the show...nROADKILL! Keep rockin!...nnleather seats, an engine's roarnflames coming out like devil hornsnbig mouths, envious, imbecilesnpesky peasants, more flesh to killnnRock n' Roll ain't obsoletenit's just waking upnfrom a quite long sleepnleavin' town, ain't feeling downnWe're proud we've donena job well donenlet's turn up the heatnnow scream for me...