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

Fly, fighting fair Brothers, heroes, foes Killing machine, thunder in the sky B-17, flying home Killing machine Said goodbye to the cross he deserved It's the code of the air From down below one enemy’s spotted So hurry up, rearm and refuel