Song Lyrics

This radio station was named Kowalski,
In honour of the last American hero to whom,
Speed means freedom of the soul.

The question is not when he's gonna stop, but who is gonna stop him...
Like Kowalski in Vanishing point
Kowalski in Vanishing point
Kowalski in Vanishing point
Vanishing point Vanishing point Vanishing point Vanishing point
Like a butterfly on a pin
Like a butterfly on a pin
Soul on ice, Soul on ice, Soul on ice, Soul on ice

There goes the Challenger being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels
The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver, the last American
hero, the
The electric sintar, the demi God the super driver, of the golden west
Two nasty nazi cars are close behind the beautiful lone driver
The police numbers are getting closer, closer, to our soul hero, in his soul
mobile
Yeah baby they're about to strike, they're gonna get him, smash him rip
the last beautiful free soul on this, planet

Vanishing point
Vanishing point
Vanishing point
Vanishing point
Soul on ice, soul on ice, soul on ice, soul on ice

Robert Young, Bobby Gillespie, Gary Mounfield, Martin Duffy, Andrew Innes