"Back in black, I hit the sack, I've been to long, I'm glad to be back. Yes I'm let loose from the noose, that's kept me hagning about. I keep looking at the sky, cause' its gettin' me high. Forget the herse cause' I'll never die. I got nine lives, cat's eyes, useing every one of them and running wild. Cause' I'm back! Yes I'm back, well I'm back, yes I'm back. Well I'm back, well I'm back, yes I'm back. Well im baaaack, I'm baaaack, Yes I'm back in Black!" Dean belted out , in the front seat of his black Impala, along with the radio as he slapped his hands against the steering wheel to the beat of the song as it pulsed through the speakers.