transmission of any kind.
do not duplicate. not for rental.

Said farewell to my last hotel,
it never was much kind of abode.

Glasgow town never brought me down
when I was headin' out on the road.

Carlisle city never looked so pretty,
and the Kendal freeway's fast.

Slow down, driver, wanna stay alive,
I wanna make this journey last.

Helen, hell on wheels,
ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels.

Helen, hell on wheels,
and they never gonna take her away.

M6 South, down to Liverpool
where they play the west coast sound.

Sailor Sam, he came from Birmingham,
but he never will be found.

Doing fine when a London sign
greets me like a long lost friend.

Mister Motor, won't you check her out,
she got to take me back again.

Helen, hell on wheels,
ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels.

Helen, hell on wheels,
and they never gonna take her away.

Got no time for a rum and lime,
I wanna get my right foot down.

Shake some dust off of this old bus,
I gotta get her out of town.

Spend the day upon the motorway
where the carburettors blast.

Slow down, driver, wanna stay alive,
I wanna make this journey last.

Helen, hell on wheels,
ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels.

Helen, hell on wheels,
and they never gonna take her away.
Say bye-bye.