The Rods - Hurricane

I am the prowler, I roam the streets at night
I terrorise at every corner
Five hundred horses are running under the hood
My machine and I are thunder

Nobody touches my hurricane
Nobody dares to even try

My wheels are fire, I am the wind
You try to catch me, but you just can't catch a hurricane
A hurricane

My motor's running, I lay it on the line
I am the king of every highway
I'm hell and fire, my pipes are loud and clear
A streak of lightning in the night

Nobody touches my hurricane
Nobody dares to even try

My wheels are fire, I am the wind
You try to catch me, but you just can't catch a hurricane
A hurricane

I am the prowler, I roam the streets at night
I terrorise at every corner
Five hundred horses are running under the hood
My machine and I are thunder

Nobody touches my hurricane
Nobody dares to even try

My wheels are fire, I am the wind
You try to catch me, but you just can't catch a hurricane
A hurricane
A hurricane
A hurricane