Lyrics:

Riding through the streets Never giving a damn Got a guardian from hell Big plans See me burn the road up I'm a tyrant and mean I'm really gonna make you scream DEAD ON ARRIVAL See me in the alleys Lurking low with the rats Got my eye fixed on you Fat chance Come on over here I've got something to sell A one way ticket to hell Satan gives the thumbs down Soon I gotta strike You won't reach your destination I'm the reaper's assassin Master of hell I demand your soul to sell