Roddy was the cat with a scar under his eye
Roddy grew up fast far from the city lights
He rolled the dice but he had nothing to prove
Roddy grew up fast always on the move
One day he grabbed a suitcase, packed his fists for a fight
Gambled everything, he's on the road tonight
Polished chrome from top to toe
He's on a mission, there's no place to go
Bound for the dead end roads
He's a fast tracked dynamite fit to blow
Bound for the dead end roads
Time stood still, he put his life on the line
Roddy ran the red lights from the scene of the crime
With a vicious grin and dead cold eyes
He'll sign away your life without thinking twice