Headlong

Then it ain't so groovy when you're screaming in the night:

«Let me out of this cheap 'B' movie».

Headlong down the highway and you're rushing,

Headlong out of control.

And you think you're so strong,

But there ain't no stopping and you can't stop rockin',

And there's nothin' you can, nothin' you can,

Nothin' you can do about it.