The Wall Of Death

Round and round
 Round and round inside that motor dome
 Blood runs wild
 Blood runs hot, lot a shakin goin on
 90 miles an hour on an Indian Scout
 She's up on the wall and around about
 Hell rider on the wall of death
 Feel the heat
 Feel the heat risen up inside this place
 Ridin Hard
 Well she's a ridin hard and putting me in a spin
 She's a thrill-a-rama, here the rumblin bass
 Lightning speed and amazing grace
 Hell rider on the wall of death
 Hear the engine scream, smell the gasoline
 Nothin like it you've ever seen, before
 Chills an thrills and spills
 Got and iron will
 Someone might get killed on the wall of death
 Round and round
 Round and round she rides that danger zone
 Ride so fast
 Well she might crash inside that motor dome
 100 miles an hour, hear the people shout
 She's up on the wall and around about
 Hell rider, on the wall of death
 She's a hell rider on the wall of death