The day after the apocolypse
When civilization took it's last gasp
We perished like rats, through this wasted land
White light filled the sky, unleashed atomic dreams
Radiation, disease and anarchy
Machines stopped, the world stood still
There was no fuel for the cities and factories
The road became a battleground
People killed one another for a tank of gasoline
Up from the wreckage a warrior emerges
Steel firestorm, enforcer
Driving the last, interceptor
Foot on the gas, black thunder
Relic from the past, road warrior
I am the lord of the wasteland
and I rule with an iron hand
I control fate, I control your fear
Mine to command, mine to destroy
Before the bomb he upheld the law
Devoted, loved, family man
'Till the sight of his family killed drove him mad
Violence, violence breeds a cold nihilist
Scavenging, a broken man, a nomad
He hunted down and made them pay
A dark angel, high speed death on the roadway
A maelstrom, split atom
No one could forsee the signs of doomsday
All would perish
Reborn from the ash, a warrior called max
Bitter avenger behind the wheel, fueled by diesel and blood
I feel nothing, nothing but hate, hear the Holden V8
Road warrior, steed of steel, none may stand in his way
Night rider, hell on wheels, butcher of the highway
There was a tribe held under siege by a horde
Led by lord Humungous, the vermin had truly inherited the earth
Promises, promises made of safe passage,
if they would all just walk away
But they knew his word meant nothing
If they gave up they would all be raped
Raped and slaughtered
A saviour appeared through the valley of death
For a price he would haul the gas away
A man of no hope, with nothing to lose