Going Down

It's a gloomy night, fearsome night, I lost my way Got a strange feeling the devil may come to take my soul away Thunder's clapping from the sky, cracking up the road There's just one station on the radio and it's, playing rock'n'roll It's playing rock'n'roll I'm going down, down below I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo I'm slipping away, mind is blown I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo Two lights appear, drawing near, opposite direction The devils sitting behind the wheel ready for his collection Thunder's clapping from the sky, cracking up the road Tires squealing, engine roaring, ready to explode Ready to explode I'm going down, down below I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo I'm slipping away, mind is blown I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo From the rodeo From the rodeo I'm crashing down to hell to see the show I'm going down, down below I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo I'm slipping away, mind is blown I'm turning tables, running from the rodeo I'm crashing down to see the show