Stickin to the road. like glue to your fingers. Sheet metal mold, in the shape of tommorow. Its been a long time... and Im right. Sandblast the rest and borrow.
Twenty miles off the ground. Flyin' faster than the speed of sound. maybe catch ya next time around. . I'm settin' my eye. chromoly shes startin to shine.
Up on the blocks. cause Ive been hearin' it knock I said.. over and over again. . And in my hand,. got oil straight from the pan. . Pullin' to the right. be workin all night.
Deep space comes a silver shine. Get your go get mine. Our ride was half as bad. Not quite what they had. . We'll take what we can get. Even if it's. We'll take what we can get.
Super Casanova. He's on the road again. Eye'n the sheep honey. Won't you be my friend?. Sign up ahead, it read. Stop and start again. . Here she comes.
this rooster tail. aint layin' no eggs. I aint got enough. to fill it with unless. not quite as high. as an elephants eye. . Dust city alright. Ranchero 7... 5.
Slight idle like its standing still.. Sit down for a lack up hill. ive never felt quite alive. gear grindin into overdrive. . speed gathering flying low.