"D.V.R." lyrics - CLOVEN HOOF

CLOVEN HOOF
"D.V.R."
(Payne, Andy Wood)

Spectral rider,
Screaming out of hell.
Challenging all comers,
Taken by his spell.

Phantom of the highway,
Cruise the speed of sound.
Speed demon on burning wheels
That never touch the ground.

Out of nowhere,
In a blinding flash of light.
Till another rides beside him,
To vanish into night.

...Look out!

Here comes the Death Valley Racer,
The pace is taking its toll.
Here comes the Death Valley racer,
He's out to capture your soul.
...Carry you away.

Revved up and ready,
Now the race is on.
Roaring to the red line,
Like a bullet from a gun.

Checkered flag survivor,
The devil drives within.
It's to the death,
The price is life,
Pay the price to win.

Here comes the Death Valley Racer,
The pace is taking its toll.
Here comes the Death Valley racer,
He's out to capture your soul.
...Carry you away.

There's more here at stake
Than your life for the taking,
Breaking too late claim your
Posthumous prize.

Here comes the Death Valley Racer,
The pace is taking its toll.
Here comes the Death Valley racer,
He's out to capture your soul.
...Carry you away.
Carry you away
Carry you away