Man In The Front Got A Sinister Grin, Careen Down Highway 666


We Wanna Go, Crush The Slow, As The Pitchfork Bends The Needles Grow


My Arms Are Wheels, My Legs Are Wheels, My Blood Is Pavement


We're Gonna Ride To The Abbey Of Thelema, To The Abby Of Thelema


Blood Is Pavement The Grill In The Front Is My Sinister Grin,


Bugs In My Teeth Nake Me Sick Sick Sick


The Objects May Be Larger Than They Appear In The Mirror


My Arms Are Wheels, My Legs Are Wheels, My Blood Is Pavement


We're Gonna Ride To The Abbey Of Thelema, To The Abby Of Thelema


Blood Is Pavement


"when You Ride You're Ridden, When You Ride, You're Ridden


I Am Fueled By Filth Fury


Do What I Will, I Will Hurry There, There


My Arms Are Wheels, My Legs Are Wheels, My Blood Is Pavement


Blood Is Pavement