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Tony Harnell, Ronni le Tekrø, Morty Black
The road is straight
and narrow
Her heart's in overdrive as she
flies away
High away from the ground
Her eyes are black and empty , and
the nights are all the same
Has she lost control , sells her
soul
For a ticket to the candy store
Caught inside the devil's open door
Highway to the morning sun she rides
White lightning controls her every
stride
Highway to the morning sun she rides
All the way to the gates of hell she
flies
Another downhill racer
4 am comes knockin'
She'll find a sleazy boy with a
wired eye to keep her high on
His cloud
She'll spread her wings for saviour
and feed her tired heart
But it doesn't last, it goes so fast
And she's runnin' to the candy store
Caught inside the devil's revolving
door
Highway to the morning sun she rides
White lightning controls her every
stride
Highway to the morning sun she rides
All the way to the gates of hell she
slides Another downhill racer
Can she turn around and face the
light
Will she ever make it home tonight
Highway to the morning sun she rides
White lightning controls her every
stride
Highway to the morning sun she rides
All the way to the gates of hell she
slides
Like a downhill racer
Downhill racer
Downhill racer |
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