Seekin' 'em here, seek 'em on the highway
Never knowing when he'll appear
All await engines tickin' over
Killer Roy, since he appear
Wheels, I couldn't see him in the flash of a light
Screams from a streetcar fire as he strikes
* Hell bent, hell bent for leather (2)
Blackest night, faster than a shadow
Throws a flare from a raging sun
An exhibition, superstition
And no one knows from where he comes.
Wheels, self-destruct, cannot take that
to town
Dreams, smashed one by one to the ground
Is it me who tried to prove that they're faster
That they're blasting, they died as they tried