Black Eldorado Ripping through the street So many faces So many different places to meet I rip down the strip Looking for some kicks I picked you up 'cause you looked like hell And you were on your own trip And we were hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels I thought of us as angels And I thought of us as devils too I thought of us with the long long hair Oh, if only we only knew And now we're much older, baby No more shiny shiny new The kids of yesterday are gone But they left us with their blues They left us running for our lives (They left us running for our lives) They left us running for our lives (They left us running, running) They left us running for our lives Well, we were hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Hell on wheels Dirty screaming white hot jeans Looking for a place to dream Hell on wheels And we were hell on wheels (Hell on wheels) Hell on wheels (Hell on wheels) Dirty screaming (Hell on wheels) White hot jeans (Hell on wheels) Looking for a place to dream (Hell on wheels, hell on wheels) Hell on wheels Hell on wheels

The wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round, round and round The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish Swish-swish-swish, swish-swish-swish The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish, all through the town The horn on the bus goes beep-beep-beep Beep-beep-beep, beep-beep-beep The horn of the bus goes beep-beep-beep, all through the town The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink Clink-clink-clink, clink-clink-clink The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink, all through the town The driver on the bus goes move on back Move on back, move on back The driver on the bus goes move on back, all through the town The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha Wha-wha-wha, wha-wha-wha The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha, all through the town The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh Shh-shh-shh, shh-shh-shh The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh, all through the town

Yeah, the streets are rumblin' with the Detroit diesel We been ridin' all night to bring the party to the people Who spent that workweek money, hard-earned For a ticket to the show and a black T-shirt I'm talkin' Alabama, New Orleans to Mississippi Chicago, where the girls are so Windy City pretty Up to Maine, to the plains, to the Midwest fields Out to California with some fire on wheels 'Cause everybody knows when the sun goes down There's some bad mamajamas gonna lay it down on your town With some rock 'n' roll and country western The boys buy the drinks When the girls get to dancin' to the six-string circus And the beat of that drum Look out, mama, here they come I'm talkin' Alabama, New Orleans to Mississippi Chicago, where the girls are so Windy City pretty Up to Maine, to the plains, to the Midwest fields Out to California with some fire on wheels 'Cause everybody knows when the sun goes down There's some bad mamajamas gonna lay it down on your town Yeah, oh Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh I'm talkin' Alabama, New Orleans to Mississippi Chicago, where the girls are so Windy City pretty Up to Maine, to the plains, to the Midwest fields Out to California with some fire on wheels 'Cause everybody knows when the sun goes down There's some bad mamajamas gonna lay it down on your town With some rock 'n' roll and country western The boys buy the drinks When the girls get to dancin' to the band To the band Yeah