Rolling down the highway
Firebird and a pencil mustache
Got my pony high tops and feathered hair
And about 3.50 in cash
Breakin' the law (breakin' the law)
With this Kentucky waterfall
Busch and Bud is what we got
Two for Tuesday in the parking lot (hell yeah!)
And we're living after midnight
Lava lamp, strobe and a black light
Feathers on my tweezer clamps
I'll be your turbo lover tonight
Hellbent for leather
A zebra tee and zebra stripe pants
I'm a Hit Parader of the parking lot
Rip and circus coming in hot
Heavy metal rules!
20 years old and ready to rock
Take me back to the parking lot
Raise your fists if you're ready to rock
Heavy metal parking lot!
Heavy metal rules
All that punk shit sucks
It doesn't belong in this world
It belongs on fucking Mars men, what the hell is punk shit?
