We need a Mohawk. I’ve seen the Mustaches, the Fu Manchu’s, the big ole’ pork chop side burns. I wanna see a Mohawk.
Out from underneath the helmet it would come. The owner exhausted from racing, covered in dirt and grime, and sweat. Proud it would stand, like the middle finger. Who could own such a thing? Who could live up to Darby Crash, Mr. T, Joe Strummer, Wendy O Williams, Robert De Niro (taxi driver)? There must be someone out there racing, living on the edge, with the thick locks, and personality to pull it off. And a swift boot to the ass for the faux-hawked.
We need a Mohawk. I’ve seen the Mustaches, the Fu Manchu’s, the big ole’ pork chop side burns. I wanna see a Mohawk. 
Out from underneath the helmet it would come. The owner exhausted from racing, covered in dirt and grime, and sweat. Proud it would stand, like the middle finger. Who could own such a thing? Who could live up to Darby Crash, Mr. T, Joe Strummer, Wendy O Williams, Robert De Niro (taxi driver)? There must be someone out there racing, living on the edge, with the thick locks, and personality to pull it off. And a swift boot to the ass for the faux-hawked. 
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