didn't last and they died as they tried Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell
the wind Yes, I'm riding Riding on the wind Riding on the wind Riding on the wind Riding on the wind Riding on the wind Thunderbolt from hell Shatterin
I move as fast as I can I like to get around I'm crazy like a madman My feet don't touch the ground I move amongst the night life And they just step
I crave Now I'm running hell, heaven won't be the same Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to me Hell is home to
You stitch me up good, and you cut me down So I string you up to keep you hanging around You dish the hot stuff up but you keep me waiting So I'll play
Before the dawn I hear you whisper In your sleep, "Don't let the morning take him" Outside the birds begin to call As if to summon up my leaving It's
Feeling like we're, ready to kick tonight No hesitating, my bodies aching Looking for some action, satisfaction all right Charging, vein faced, as active
Like wild fire Comes roaring Mad whirlwind Burning the road Black thunder White lightning Speed demons cry The Hell patrol The Hell patrol Night riders
Aaa aaa aaa aaa Aaa aaa aaa aaa I travelled to a distant shore I felt I had to go An inner voice had called me there But why I did not know? I saw the
When the day is over I like to ease my mind By jucin' up my system With this beat of a heavy kind I smack a bottle open I crank the hi-fi high I'm in
Get a grip on the action I'm moving heaven and earth Don't let go of the action Push for all that you're worth No denying It goes against the grain So
You got to leave your seat, gotta get up upon your feet Gonna move you to the rhythm till you never can stop We got the power, we got the music, and you
We turn and face each other My fingers pull your hair You wince and jerk my wrist off I bite my lip and stare Your stance at once defiant I'm rigid to
are alive How can we all thank you? We felt so despised Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell
I never give no answers, I never tell no lies I never walk a straight line, so I never get surprised I don't ask no favours, so do never abuse I learned
burn in hell Burn in hell Burn in hell Have you got a gun Do you remember well Who d'ya use it on You're going to burn in hell Burn in hell Burn in
of identity Oh still got my fortune and fame 'Cause down here in Hell everyone knows my name Hell is home to me Might as well be I like it here and nowhere else invited me Hell
't last and they died as they tried Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell bent for leather Hell bent, hell