Rocco

Built my ride by hand yeah I know every part Could put the bitch together blindfolded in the dark When you shake my hand see the grease neath the nails Ride that fire breathing Frankenstein straight into hell Rocco! Octane, acetylene it burns in my blood Wanna keep up with me if you could then you would Tell me to be careful you don't know my to well Ride that fire breathing Frankenstein straight into hell Rocco! Burning up the blacktop only know how to win Only one way to tell where to far begins I may not be the good guy but tonight I won't fail Ride that fire breathing Frankenstein straight into hell Rocco! When my time has come and I go to the grave Don't worry bout my soul it's already been saved Ashes to ashes nitro in the cell The only way to get to heaven is to blow straight through hell Rocco!