Let the dust settle, step on the pedal See the sun set but I'm, never gonna settle For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest Burn the track, this is only a test
I'm the leader of the pack My is that... Number one is no Mathias rap Don't try this at home little brother Been doing it for years tearing up the rubber
There's thunder on the race track, fire in the sky Anticipation and sweat in your eye We letting it fly now, get up from your seat Pumping up adrenaline and feeling the heat
Back in the pits the girls celebrate Who the man? Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear the people scream tell them what my name is
Coconut grove, one hell of a heat Late roam to a party down Melbourne Street There's five lanes, five bad brothers Gonna migrate on your highway Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement I'm on the new town by noon The road is the one room I've ever paid rent for
(line needs to be added)They play ez rock but I was set for
The soul purpose to rock you damn ready To keep the hand steady and speed if I gotta go Fast to a blond Betty in the junction
In the back section the girls all celebrate Who the man?Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is
Chorus x 2 Charismatic Johnson blew the bar One, two, three, four, get in the car Charismatic Johnson blew the bar One, two, three, four, get in the car
I'm in the front row, front seat, last call Asphalt on goodyear would gear my fast fall People equal name with fame and Speed with greed, slow down in the fast lane
Rubber and flesh, another turn missed Blowing a kiss, paramedics on the scene Brown skin ladies and the champagne flowin' Towns swing to the music and it feels like a dream
Here here to the race and the strong competition Put the drinks on me, the wrong kind of mission But it's never gonna stop me enjoying the thrill godspeed, car speed and kill
Back in the pits, the girls all celebrate Who the man? Straight to the getaway van Never made plans, hands where the game is Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is
Chorus x 2
Flute solo: Anthem of Mayhem
Chorus x 2
It's getting louder than an earthquake, the fabulous four About to crack it, and hammer down as never before My leather jacket feel the force of my two wheel monster T-bone? Never, the damage is constant
'Cause I'm front door to the Ginmill with a sponsor on my lip An ounce or more, I hit the floor and bounce her on my hip Announce a war, I tip the missus, roll away from the cherry tops Dirty side down in the rain, another heavy shock
Saw a man in the street with his fist in the air Treading along with a quiet limp and a mystery glare This could be fair he insisted in a whisper and stared me down As I passed him, asked him if they missed him and cared
Eyes suspicious, used to being attacked on The smell of liquor in his breath, he had pride in his backbone Said i'm just an old man with his life in a shopping cart This dog is my family and I sleep in the park
But I wasn't always like this, never thought i'd fall this deep All mystique is long gone, i'm in a hole and my call is weak But the people just don't listen to a bum they all mistreat And it's not easy to climb out when the wall is steep
Chorus
My mind is spoken My mind is broken My mind's been open for too long
Verse 1
There's a light inside still glowing in the kitchen You walk down the stairs, turn life into fiction That intersection could be the last turn And the way you keep beating your heart on fast burn is
Fatal, unable to find the right label For the sudden disappearance of familiar road maps You got a video-phone-fax and everything you need But can't hide the truth under a table
So you proceed to the street and find yourself alone In the freezing cold, under your feet is The crackling ice that makes time disappear Let your eyelids fall, is blindness a fear?
Quiet as the sheer heavy weight that leaves a long shadow When you're battling back to where you started The cold hot on your heels appeals to the real sense You got little that needs to be guarded
So keep that thought and your wheel in motion All the mirrors are gone, you feel the motion of The past getting closer, infinite on this tape Minute by minute, give it my limit and escape...
