Intro:

Throttle: There's only three things you need in this wild and wooly universe....your brains, your bros and your bikes. Let's rock....and ride!


The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling,
way down in Chicago
There's a rockin beat in the air
and the sound of motorbikes.
There's rocking in the air, action in the skies,
and three martian mice on motorbikes.
Oh and down in the city of good old Chicago
By the last chance gargage near by.
There‘s this chick named Charley and she works for the bros.

Oh baby, there’s only three things you need
in this universe, that’s your brains, your bros and bikes.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
the bros are there to make things right.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So I’ve got to rock and ride and travel through Chicago
So I’ll see you later my friend.
I’m heading out of here.

Like a mouse out of mars
I'll be gone when ol fish face knows.
When the night is over
Like a mouse out of mars
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a mouse out of mars
I'll be gone when ol fish face knows.
But when my missions done, and all work is finished.
Then like a boulder rolling down hill.
I'll come crashing on back to you.

I'm gonna hit the highway like a battering ram,
on a silver black Harley bike.
When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry,
and I’ll take on a ride through the night.
And the excitement always grows in this busy ol town.
You’ll never get lonely or lost.
And everything really rocks
And something really rolls
And everything’s always worth the cost.
And I know that we’re doomed if Limburger wins.
And I know that we’re not doomed if he doesn’t.
If I’ve gotta be doomed, although I’d wouldn’t be doomed.
Although I would rather be doomed with you
Riding through the night
Riding through the night
Riding
Riding through the night with you.

Oh baby, there’s only three things you need
in this universe, that’s your brains, your bros and bikes.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
The bros are there to make things right.
But I gotta get out,
I gotta break it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So I’ve got to rock and ride and travel through chicago
So I’ll see you later my friend
I’m heading out of here.

Like a mouse out of mars
I'll be gone when ol fish face knows.
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone gone gone.
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes.

I can see myself
Tearing up the road
Faster than any other mouse has ever gone
And my eyes are brown and my soul is wild.
And no ones gonna stop me now
I gotta make my mark, watch me go.
And I cant stop no not now.
And I gotta save the world before it gets too late.
And I gotta save the world before it gets too late.

And if my bros are doomed at the hands of Lawrence Limburger.
I’ll race along on my big ol bike and help them through.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
And the first thing I hear is Sweet Georgie Brown.
Still rocking
Breaking out of this deathtrap
And riding away
Like a mouse of mars

And if my bros are doomed at the hands of Lawrence Limburger.
I’ll race along on my big ol bike and help them through.
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
And the first thing I hear is Sweet Georgie Brown.
Still rocking
Still rocking
Still rocking
Breaking out of this deathtrap and riding away.
Like a mouse of mars
Like a mouse of mars
Like a mouse of mars
Like a mouse of mars