Evel Knievel

Color me lucky
Superman just doesn't die
You were the last gladiator
On your skycycle
You reached for the stars
And jumped across the Snake River
For the thrill and for the money
You beat the hell out of death
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
To fly through the air
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
Like a rocket through the air

You jumped the rattlesnakes
And the mountain lions
Behold the small-town rebel
With three stars across your chest
You made the people hold their breath
You motorcycle daredevil
For the thrill and for the money
You beat the hell out of death

Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
To fly through the air
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
Like a rocket through the air

Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
To fly through the air
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
Like a rocket through the air
Evel Knievel
Evel Knievel
Evel Knievel
Evel Knievel
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
To fly through the air
Evel Knievel
All you wanted was to fly
Evel Knievel
Like a rocket through the air!



Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Smith, Kenneth Brastad, Arild Fevang, Oystein Fevang, Robert W Helgevold
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