September 30. 1955
Little bastard was on his way
Porsche 550 in his hands
The silver boy was on his way
Dream as if you'll live forever. He said
Live as if you'll die today
Speed and freedom is all we need
So turn the key and drive. Drive. drive
James dean loved motor racing
Oh james dean
Marion cries marion tries
The spiderweb strongly wrapped the boy
A generation left alone
Satisfaction comes from doing
And results can't count anyhow
The hungry morning swallowed the idol
The darkest shade can't kill this light
Memory magnified the giant
Everybody is restless. Restless. restless
James dean loved motor racing
Oh james dean (
Marion cries marion tries
James dean loved motor racing
Oh james dean
Oh james dean oh james dean
Oh james dean oh james dean
