Going Down (Moloch cover) / Highway Star

I'm going down I'm going, down, down, down Down, down Yes, I'm going down, yes I'm going down, down, down Down, down Yes, I've got my feet in the window Got my head on the ground Let me down And close that box car door Yes, let me down And close that box car door Well, I'm goin' back to Chattanooga And sleep on sister Irene's door Hey! Yes, I'm going down I'm going down I'm going, down, down, down Down, down Yes, I got my feet in the window I got my head on the ground / 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 Ooh it's a killing machine it's got everything Like a drawing power big fat tires everything I love it and I need it I bleed it Yeah it's a wild hurricane Alright hold tight. I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end Nobody gonna have my girl she stays close on every bend Ooh she's a killing machine she's got everything Like a moving mouth, body control and everything I Love her, I need her, I seed her Yeah she turns me on Alright hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head now that I'm on the road again Ooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything Like a moving ground, throttle control and everything I love it, I need it, I seed it Eight cylinders all mine Alright hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my car I'm a highway star, I'm a highway star