Death Race

Cheap trashy sex and cheaper whores
Pay the fucking price and I'll give you the tour
Of this piece of space that life infests
That's going round round round round
Until the end

It's like we're all trying to hurry up and die
It's like we're all trying to hurry up and die

You want to ride with me
You got to take control
You want to get to be a part of deathrace
Go
You want to ride with me
You got to take control
You want to get to be a
Deathrace
Go go

Suntan skies n' hell for leather ground
Fucking be-bop man who's always singing
The same old same damn songs
About which one of you is gonna
Die die die
Lets drive

It's like we're all trying to hurry up and die
It's like we're all trying to hurry up and die