Death Trap

In the back of my neck I feel a strange sensation

Feels like I'm heading for the crisis of all creation

Only those with death wish understand my situation

Feels like Jesus Christ heading for the stations

All across, in my death trap, death trap

Running in my death trap, death trap

Chicken running in my death trap, death trap

Heading for the crossroads of fiery crucifixion

Lighting up the night sky with bitterness distinction

While I hold a wheel of fate, smell of burning friction

I feel like a hero heading for extinction

It's the smell of burning plastic

Monkey on elastic, going up and down

Crank shaft cracking up

Brake drums blowing out

Tires on fire now

Detrimental seize up, oil blast cam shaft

Worn out pistons rings, brake fade, brake

Hydraulic leak out, radiator overheat

Monkey on elastic, going up and down

Smell of burning plastic,

It's the smell of burning plastic,

Monkey on elastic, going up and down