Lyrics
Instrumental surf
The wind blows off
Jack's old hat ,the smoke
From his cigor hides his face
His moist tongue spits our air
Like a tongue guy
As he reus his 1500cc motorcycle
Its wheels screeching
On the Scorder asphart
[ instrumental]
This Is his moment ,this Is passion
Riding down paved and dirt roads
Everyone know jack's with his leather
Vestand his worn-out leather boots
He's a tough guy but he loves wowen
The engine roars ,the engine roars
Like a beast
You always end up at the hangout
Of the most drunk people
You end up at that seedy littel bar
With red Neón light
Jack's, Jack's comes storming
In with bare fists ,his hat Doesn't fall off
Fists up Fists down
[Instrumental]
He punches Hard with his bare Fists
His hat seem to shake
His Boots stagger
But he keeps fighting
He defeats three rude man
He leaves the bar with
Bloodied first and lipstick
In love With the girl
The defender roars the brave
One roars
He roars with the smell
Of gasolinera
The pride of a man roagrs
Driving love
And freedow
The engine roars, the engine roars
Like a beast
Style
instrumental surf rockguitarra solistaguitarra rítmicabajo electricobateria
voice duromale
Credits
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FilterUrban796
FilterUrban796GeneratedApr 15, 2026
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