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Now you see

my ass behind your wheel,

Flip the key

All attention now I steal,

Realizing

I face my greatest fear,

Of driving all the way there stuck in second gear!

Headlight is dead beneath my feet there is a hole,

The buckle for my belt won’t ever save my soul!

We patch you up,

Again we hit the road

Unleash the beast and its lethal load

Sad metal heart, though a big smile

When the flywheel starts

Way to go down, starts every time

Into the ground, but ‘till then you’re mine

Way to go!

To a show

No need to even ask,

And then we go

This is your solemn task,

Broken down

Dead stopped there in the street,

You couldn’t move those crucial final feet!

But we don’t care even if you went and died

Still you are the finest lady one could ever buy!

Hard to kill just like a habit old in age,

It lives to take us up on yet another stage!

Sad metal..

(Solos - Niels, Per)

Sad metal..