'70 Challenger Songtext
von Cobra

A dying age, an open road
Super soul is guiding, no one will stop his ride
Today he′s on to speed some more
Chased by the blue meanies
His only friend the radio
Flying high over your heads!
The chase is alright, the desert's alright. Drives like a demi-god
That′s good enough for me
The bet is on, he is on the run
And he don't give a fuck because he's never gonna stop
Skidding until the end, wheels screeching again
Set his soul on fire, burning rubber on the ground
Flying high over your heads!
Hot! The chase is alright
Rods! The desert′s alright
Roar! The engine is his soul


Hot! His drive is alright
Rods! He′s ready to die
Roar! Gets closer to his goal
There's no stopping him
Challenger straight out of hell, thrashing the road ′til the end, driving through all the
Roadblocks
Here comes alone.Here comes full blown
Come closer now, bow down to
Hot! The chase is alright
Rods! The desert's alright
Roar! The engine is his soul
Hot! His drive is alright
Rods! He′s ready to die
Roar! Gets closer to his goal
He is a demi-god!
Push that pedal down, the fucking pedal down!