Sitting here, hands on the wheel.

Stuck in traffic, wheels spinning.

Screen scene like something from a movie.

Bright lights, city nights.


Get that seatbelt on tight.

It's time to drive.

Call came in, only took a min.

Rivals been spotted out on the rim.


Gears meshing syncopate while oils slick your parts.

Get that fuel running through your angry heart.

Revs climbing past the faultline, while feet beat in time.

Tortured screams of astonished tires, twisting towards freedom.


Tonight its fight or flight, this slight I cannot forgive.

Territory has been claimed, lines drawn in burning tar.

Nothing on the road can challenge this car.

Tearing down the street like a guided missile.


My baby will keep me safe, got a photo on the dash, her eyes on my face.

Would she ever let me fall into disgrace?

Ha, I have more than just faith.

Got real steel girding me.


Dropped one to switch lanes, pushing past the norms.

Sending this young gun back to the dorms.

No rules out here in the fast lane.

Just avoid them oil stain.


I never knew what went wrong.

All I know is it sounded like a heavenly gong.

A slam, a stop, all things lost.

That rival of mine has been lost to time.

That damned ride exploded like a landmine.


I had to go back, you see.

We have a code to uphold.

Might be alone behind the glass.

But you won't go solitary into the dark mass.


Wish I never took that lane.

Saw the paper fading slowly into oily flame.

A picture, someone special? leaning on a pristine steed.

Same stance, same breed.


Knew she wouldn't be there as I eased across the home plate.

Saw a note left on the counter.

"Don't wait up, going to be late."

You can say that again.