The floor begins to tilt, it's blurring to a spin
Just let me find my keys, ""look down below""
Fresh air is all I need, then I'll go
Chorus:
Leading up the road to ruin
You're full of alcoholic speed
Leading up the road to ruin
No last chanse, don't bother to plead
High over the limit, got to take it slow
Concentrate, kill the radio
It's not the first time, I'll be the last
I've said that before, in the past
Repeat Chorus
Speed, I've got to make it home
Not too far to go, you're getting near
Carefree, on top of the world, feeling power
Impaired security at ninety miles an hour
Repeat Chorus
Out
