Goldfinger will keep you guessing with this peppy jam.
Let the 14-year-old boy in you come out.
The anthem of video game kill sprees everywhere.
At this point, Sammy Hagar is old enough where he probably drives 52 in a 55, with his blinker on the whole time. But we accept him anyway.
The greatest sexually-named prelude since Boston’s “Foreplay.”
Sexy accordion? I’ll take it.
A lesser-known FF gem from one of the best albums ever recorded, In Your Honor.
Burn, baby, burn!
It’s like this song was written just for your morning jog. You can’t not smile!
Finish this workout with something as intense as the gains you’re making.
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