I'm a highway star And everything I love it and I need it Alright hold on tight Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oooh it's a killing machine

When di enemies ah pree An ah bun back fire Mi tek everything to Jah in prayer Long time dem nah like mi Di tings dem transpire but Jah is my everything An' I'm mek mi higher I will survive, I'm so blessed, I'm so blessed I'm so blessed, I'm so blessed

Everything's gonna be alright boys, help is on the way Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now We're not running anymore Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break

Even if they hit me on sight Everybody have a good night We gon' make it to the daylight Everything gon' be alright The sun will keep on shining (I'mma keep on shining) The sun gon' keep on shining Give love to the most high God Everything gon be alright

Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore And harder to climb It's as high as a mountain Everything we are will never die Loving's such a beautiful thing Are you just a dream to

I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell On the highway to hell Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do

I need your love I need your time When everything's wrong You make it right I feel so high I come alive I need to be free with you tonight Watch my eyes are filled with fear Tell me do you feel the same

Kids are just fine The kids are just fine When all the kids count hallelujahs We're seven miles high Climbing up laser beams Like the electric seams All the kids are the rubber souls All of the things that you'll ever be (All of the things that have come

Because the cost of living About the situation Is getting so high, high, high” It's really so high, high, high Is getting so high, high, high About everything And this is what he said He told me, “Famine, famine, famine

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston