"Hellbent" as written by and John Davis....
I'm a hot rod hauler, spare me the plush,
I want to o.d. on that highspeed rush.
Like a full-fledged junkie with a stop-start heart
I make new enemies in my hot Go-Kart.

I'm a drivers seat deadbeat, can't take it slow.
Jumping with excitement when I hear the stove.
A speed freak dumbass, a hot rod chump.
Scraped from the asphalt 'cause I hit a bump.

Hellbent, got no choice.
Hellbent, hot rod noise.
Hellbent, got no choice.
Hellbent, on all eight.
Hellbent, no time to wait.
Hellbent.

I lived fast, died fast and got out quick.
People will know me as a dragcrazed hick.
Just let them believe it 'cause I lived my dream.
Took it to the maximum in my stripped machine.

Hellbent, got no choice.
Hellbent, hot rod noise.
Hellbent, got no choice.
Hellbent, on all eight.
Hellbent, no time to wait.
Hellbent.


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"Hellbent" as written by John Davis

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