Lirik Lagu War Of The Superbikes - The Meatmen
X
TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Wanna bark a saga of the night the bikes went wild.Four husky gladiators suited up for a war self-styled.The Interceptor, Ninja and 1100 primed to scoreBut me and my Suzuki knew we had so much more.
They thought it would be just another clandestine late night road rally.But it was the WAR OF THE SUPERBIKESRed hot pipes and rumbling high tech power plants inch up to the starting line,but when the dust cleared up on Devil's Backbone,One man/one bike/one dream would scream across the finish line.
I layed it down into turn one, cranked it down full bore.With my air-cooled transverse in-line Four Stroke Four.I knew the 1100 was the man to burn.I ruled the straightaways, he had me in the turns.
As they blasted out of the high bankThe Ninja smoked a clutch"Only two to beat," he thoughtAs he laid it down to those greasy 'S' turnsIn the distance those oversized Japanese leg burners sounded like some sort of mutated gigantic insects.Three men on monster machines SHOT OUT OF GOD'S SLINGSHOT!!!
The interceptor faded as we hit the hill W.F.O.All I had to do was hold on, seven miles to go.But there were red lights flashing, the cops were gaining fast.In our high-powered way awesome road-smoking 12 mile dash.
The FJ 1100 made his move on the insideAs the speedometer bounced over the 100 mile-per-hour markBut he got a little too deep in the curve,and didn't see the pothole.All he saw was a burning, hurtling ball of deathas he blasted off into cool night air.Just him and his GS 1150.
It's the WAR OF THE SUPERBIKES(3X).
They thought it would be just another clandestine late night road rally.But it was the WAR OF THE SUPERBIKESRed hot pipes and rumbling high tech power plants inch up to the starting line,but when the dust cleared up on Devil's Backbone,One man/one bike/one dream would scream across the finish line.
I layed it down into turn one, cranked it down full bore.With my air-cooled transverse in-line Four Stroke Four.I knew the 1100 was the man to burn.I ruled the straightaways, he had me in the turns.
As they blasted out of the high bankThe Ninja smoked a clutch"Only two to beat," he thoughtAs he laid it down to those greasy 'S' turnsIn the distance those oversized Japanese leg burners sounded like some sort of mutated gigantic insects.Three men on monster machines SHOT OUT OF GOD'S SLINGSHOT!!!
The interceptor faded as we hit the hill W.F.O.All I had to do was hold on, seven miles to go.But there were red lights flashing, the cops were gaining fast.In our high-powered way awesome road-smoking 12 mile dash.
The FJ 1100 made his move on the insideAs the speedometer bounced over the 100 mile-per-hour markBut he got a little too deep in the curve,and didn't see the pothole.All he saw was a burning, hurtling ball of deathas he blasted off into cool night air.Just him and his GS 1150.
It's the WAR OF THE SUPERBIKES(3X).
