I will survive in my mach 5, in my mach 5 i will survive
i bring the hammer down
a tiny crushing sound
i'm in the yard
smashing match box cars
an itty bitty crash
and my machine in trashed
but i'm blastin past
with chickie on the dash, chickey on the gas
i will survive in my mach 5, in my mach 5 i will survive
the firecracker blow
an urge overload
the wild plastic fire
smoke from the tire
lay in a little patch
without a single scratch
between the hammer and the rock i
can seen bright blue mach 5
oh my goodness...
it's the most buitiful
little thing i've ever seen in my life
it's blue on the outside
and creamy on the interior
i can't bring myself to smash it
so i take it for a ride on a
sunny summer sunday afternoon
i'm riding with the top down
riding with the top down
riding with the top down
hell i blew the top right off my car!
i will survive in my mach 5, in my mach 5 i will survive