Ridin' High - Persian Risk

Wheels I feel them turning

Rubber roll I smell them burning

Speed is my desire

To quench this thirst it takes me higher

My daring trick is to loop the loop of fire

On my machine filled with fuel, I am the flyer

Here in the morning, takes, riding high

It’s never too much for me, I live and die

Close to death is the road I will ride

Man and machine filled with fuel

With you by my side

Wind and rain stormy weather

Into the valley of the shadows I go

With you by my side I am the flyer

Here in the morning, takes, riding high

It’s never too much for me, I live and die

Wheels I feel them turning

Rubber roll I smell them burning

Speed is my desire

To quench this thirst it takes me higher

My daring trick is to lop the loop of fire

On my machine filled with fuel

I am the flyer

Here in the morning, takes, riding high