I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive

I bring the hammer down

A tiny crushing sound

I'm in the yard

Smashing match box cars

An itty bitty crash

And my machine in trashed

But I'm blastin past

With chickie on the dash, chickey on the gas

I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive

The firecracker blow

An urge overload

The wild plastic fire

Smoke from the tire

Lay in a little patch

Without a single scratch

Between the hammer and the rock I

Can seen bright blue Mach 5

Oh my goodness...

It's the most buitiful

Little thing I've ever seen in my life

It's blue on the outside

And creamy on the interior

I can't bring myself to smash it

So I take it for a ride on a

Sunny summer Sunday afternoon

I'm riding with the top down

Riding with the top down

Riding with the top down

Hell I blew the top right off my car!

I will survive in my Mach 5, in my Mach 5 I will survive