Don't Look Down Lyrics

White knuckle grip, don’t let my feet drag

You’re pedaling hard and we can’t stop now

Hiding from the cops as we’re racing through the backstreets

Better hold on tight, better not look down

We’re slurring and we’re weaving and we’re almost at the top

Get up! Get up! Get up! And here we go!

Your back tire looks like it’s going to explode

We’re living while we’re young, oh we’re never getting old

We’re going way too fast

Gripping half empty bottles

Oh better not look down

Hot summer nights here on the west coast

We’re living loud, we’re living wild

You’re wearing hot pink shoes as we’re blowing down Southgate

Not flying, just falling with style

We’re going way too fast

Gripping half empty bottles

And we’re halfway home

We’re going way too fast

Brakes howling at the moon

Oh better not look down

We’re going way too fast

Gripping half empty bottles

And we’re halfway home

We’re going way too fast

Brakes howling at the moon

Oh better not look down