Head down, cut out
What the hell's he on about?
Black blade, licked clean
We're the ones to hear you scream
We're going riding, going riding
d**h truck
Big deal, just taste
Turn around and slap my face
Big meal, for God's sake
Life blood draining from your plate
We're going riding, go riding
d**h truck
Watch that man,- incinerate
Head spins like a satellite
Stands too close to firelight
His skin burns thin, so we know where he's been
He's been riding, been riding
d**h truck
Watch that window, cave in
This is no way to save him
I hear the driver's still alive
Cross your heart and hope to die
Die riding, go riding
d**h truck
Dog truck
Taste good
Lekkere droom