Bout a mile off old mill road In that spot nobody knows Park the truck and we take off running Got a moon and a billion stars Sound of steel and old box cars The thought of you is driving me insane Come on baby lets go listen to the night train Hurry up,

In rack city counting up a four I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone Nobody loves me but me No more, no more, no more, no more 14, 14, 14, babe yeah Rocket got them pints for the low Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow Murder what she wrote

Skinny Mike Amiris like I skate We just fuck around, we don't date I went straight up there to Mars, so they hate And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date I was at the bottom, literally I was boxed in Then I took off, I ain't have no other option I

Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me Right by my side where you supposed to be They start to notice you when they notice me And you can have it all free of charge I know you like European cars Take, take a look at my garage Maybe we can all

Something you call real I don't think that I've got Time for these scars to heal And the days just go by, Leaving questions in my mind I guess I'll find the answers Some day in another life For once in my life I do wanna feel Take my breath away, I don't

As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song From days gone by Blown in on the great North wind Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry Of sorrow and delight You can hear the cars And the shouts from bars

Kick start my heart My heart, my heart Kick start my heart Give it a start Kick start my heart Hope it never stops Oh, yeah, baby When I get high I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me Always got the cops Coming after me

We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids of the future We're the kids of the future Everybody live cause the future is now Standing on a dirty old rooftop Down below the cars in the city go rushing by I sit here alone and I wonder why Come on

Tired of the runnin' Runnin' from the law Said I'm tired of the runnin' Baby you gotta believe me Baby ya gotta believe me I'm sittin' on my porch watchin the law As they ride past in their patrol cars So tell me why I feel the enemy They're supposed to

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see your red door, I want it painted black No colors any more, I want them to turn black I see the line of cars and they're all painted black With