Supersonic Killer - Kissin' Dynamite

He spreads fear and terror

He was never ever seen

The phantom killer’s clever

Unpredictable and mean

Master of disaster

You are in his demon eyes

You can run but he is faster

You can hide but he is sly

Fingers made of razors

Mystic twinkle in the shade

With his supersonic laser

And his heavy metal blades

Dashing through the nightlife

Flying high to shoot you down

Is what the super killer likes

As he starts another round

Sooner or later

He will come to start the fight

Speeding and wheeling

In the night

He’s a super — sonic- super sonic killer

Super Sonic — killer