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Lingua della canzone: Inglese
Drive You Mad |
| Have you gone mad? Cause you’re gonna, dude |
| There’s a ton of them, and only one of you |
| You ain’t gonna catch a break in the wasteland |
| Pedal to the metal cause I hate using breaks, man |
| Quit complainin' 'bout your fender benders |
| I was left for dead without my Interceptor |
| You’ll regret messin' with me when I get to wreck ya |
| So you better get your wretched henchmen to protect ya |
| Tryin' to forget the past, and the life I had |
| My wife and son are dead, no denyin' that |
| Have I gone mad? Do I wanna cry or laugh? |
| I lost my mind with time, say goodbye to Max |
| I’m survivin' with violence, no pride in that |
| If you’re lookin' for mercy I’m not the guy to ask |
| What’s up, Chumbucket? You can ride in back |
| You better grab on tight, I can drive you mad! |
| All that’s left of humankind is nothing’but a shell |
| If there’s one thing that I’ve learned |
| We all end up in Hell |
| Buckle up and hit the gas |
| Kick up dust and kick some ass |
| Steel and fire flying past |
| Won’t take us long to drive you mad |
| Way out here we don’t shake hands |
| Make the rules or take demands |
| You might think that I’m insane |
| You know my face now say my name |
| Uh, Warlord Scrotus, open wide and blow this |
| I got a new whip, call it the Magnum Opus |
| When I kill you it’s a matter of pride |
| I mean come on, you don’t messin' around with a man and his ride |
| Now we’re hittin' the road, but can you handle the drive? |
| You’ll be swallowin' sand by the end of the ride |
| You and your meth-faced, dead-weight, egg-head bedmates |
| Are gonna end up dead after this death race |
| I’m makin' more noise than all your war boys |
| You wanna play a game of chicken, that’s a poor choice |
| I keep the streets clean like a Road Warrior |
| I don’t even need speed limits, I’m ignoring’em |
| Crank the AC, it’s gonna be an awful hot one |
| Blow your top off with my Sawed-Off Shotgun |
| Show me where you punks have been storing all your gas |
| Oh, and thanks for the water, I’ll just pour myself a glass |
| Don’t be scared, I’ve said a prayer |
| If you don’t make it through |
| Grab the wheel, you know the deal |
| Valhalla waits for you |
| Buckle up and hit the gas |
| Kick up dust and kick some ass |
| Steel and fire flying past |
| Won’t take us long to drive you mad |
| Way out here we don’t shake hands |
| Make the rules or take demands |
| You might think that I’m insane |
| You know my face now say my name |
| I’ll cut you open, tow your body while your guts drag |
| Hang you out to dry like a scum-sucking blood bag |
| You’ll become a savage if you wanna run the show |
| Are you tough enough to take a tumble in the Thunderdome? |
| If you punks give me trouble then we’re gonna a smackdown |
| Back down, Scabbrous, I’m takin' over gas town |
| I’m crazy like a MAD cow, you could say I’m MAXed out |
| Hit the nitrous, try not to black out |
| The road to Paradise is paved with pain |
| No one will notice when you’re laid to waste |
| Turn back now and you can save some face! |
| Buckle up and hit the gas |
| Kick up dust and kick some ass |
| Steel and fire flying past |
| Won’t take us long to drive you mad |
| Way out here we don’t shake hands |
| Make the rules or take demands |
| You might think that I’m insane |
| You know my face now say my name |
| MAD MAX!!! |