Persian Risk - Ridin' High (Isle of Man TT)
Wheels I feel them turning
Rubber roll I smell them burning
Speed is my desire
To quench this thirst it takes me higher
My daring trick is to loop the loop of fire
On my machine filled with fuel, I am the flyer
In the morning, takes me riding high
It's never too much for me, I live and die
Close to death is the road I will ride
Man and machine filled with fuel
With you by my side
Wind and rain stormy weather
I'll fight with steel and leather
Into the valley of the shadows I go
With you, by my side, I am the flyer
In the morning, takes me riding high
It's never too much for me, I live and die
Wheels I feel them turning
Rubber roll I smell them burning
Speed is my desire
To quench this thirst it takes me higher
My daring trick is to loop the loop of fire
On my machine filled with fuel, I am the flyer
In the morning, takes me riding high
It's never too much for me, I live and die