| Song | Motor Man |
| Artist | Racer X |
| Album | Second Heat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bouillet, Gilbert, Martin | |
| Mirrored reflections in your frames | |
| Your tack is racing | |
| 10-40 weight runs in your veins | |
| Your heart is pacing | |
| Pushing to the edge | |
| Cut air like a wedge | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Speed is your lifeline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| In a snap he bolts away | |
| Screamin' steamroller | |
| Mind and machine they're one the same | |
| Throttle rolls over | |
| Roaring pass the crowd | |
| Leaves them in a cloud | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Push pass the redline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Hour to hour | |
| He scowers the plains | |
| Split second cruiser | |
| Hydraulics run in his veins | |
| Flesh into fiber | |
| Clipping the air | |
| Gears cam and pistons wind in to a | |
| Race for the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman, man man man man |
| zuo ci : Bouillet, Gilbert, Martin | |
| Mirrored reflections in your frames | |
| Your tack is racing | |
| 1040 weight runs in your veins | |
| Your heart is pacing | |
| Pushing to the edge | |
| Cut air like a wedge | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Speed is your lifeline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| In a snap he bolts away | |
| Screamin' steamroller | |
| Mind and machine they' re one the same | |
| Throttle rolls over | |
| Roaring pass the crowd | |
| Leaves them in a cloud | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Push pass the redline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Hour to hour | |
| He scowers the plains | |
| Split second cruiser | |
| Hydraulics run in his veins | |
| Flesh into fiber | |
| Clipping the air | |
| Gears cam and pistons wind in to a | |
| Race for the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman, man man man man |
| zuò cí : Bouillet, Gilbert, Martin | |
| Mirrored reflections in your frames | |
| Your tack is racing | |
| 1040 weight runs in your veins | |
| Your heart is pacing | |
| Pushing to the edge | |
| Cut air like a wedge | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Speed is your lifeline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| In a snap he bolts away | |
| Screamin' steamroller | |
| Mind and machine they' re one the same | |
| Throttle rolls over | |
| Roaring pass the crowd | |
| Leaves them in a cloud | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Push pass the redline | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Hour to hour | |
| He scowers the plains | |
| Split second cruiser | |
| Hydraulics run in his veins | |
| Flesh into fiber | |
| Clipping the air | |
| Gears cam and pistons wind in to a | |
| Race for the white line | |
| Motorman | |
| Into the nighttime | |
| Motorman, man man | |
| Speed is his lifeline | |
| Motorman | |
| Racing the white line | |
| Motorman, man man man man |