| 11. Highway (Barry and Thrust)
Speak soft and tell no lies, on the road to paradise,
on the highway, the highway home.
Let the rain come crashing down,
all you need is the magic sound
of the highway, the highway home.
Pick a lady like a grape on the vine,
if you really want to taste the wine
on the highway, the highway home.
On the road from heaven to hell your flesh will scream and burn
You'll be drowned and swept away on the River of no Return
The Devil’s gonna hang you
by the balls from the Bridge of Despair
Hear the thunder smashing into the ground,
all you need is the magic sound
of the highway, the highway home
Pick a lady have a night on the town,
if you really want to travel around
on the highway, the highway home.
Say goodbye to your mother boy,
‘cause you won’t see her again
If you make it to the Gates of Hell
only darkness will be your friend
The Devil’s gonna hang you by the balls
from the Bridge of Despair
I'm science' toy but I'm not some doctor's dream.
I've been here longer than a vocal chord can scream.
I'm science's toy and I’m the evil in your dreams
I've got one pair of chromosomes and two pairs of jeans.
Let the rain come crashing down,
all you need is the magic sound
of the highway, the highway home.
Pick a lady like a grape on the vine,
if you really want to taste the wine
on the highway, the highway home
Let the rain come crashing down
All you need is the magic sound
of the highway, the highway home.
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