Get in and buckle up
Ye got cher [bad word] #39;
step in and get in gear
Your [bad word] is outta there
Fire up in the pipe
Getting the timing right
Transmission very tight
Off into the night

And now we on the town
I clutch and work a stick
Don't wanna blow a motor
250 clicks
Let the tires slip
Into a power drift
The sound of metal and meat
Sideways down the street

Growlin' like a tiger
Flying down the autobahn
Screaming down the turnpike
On a wicked motorbike

You know I gotta move
It gets me in the mood
Do what i wanna do
Not caring what I'm doing
It makes me feel alive
When I get out and drive
So fast that when I leave
In minutes I arrive

I drive a hot reactor
Nuclear isotope
It's using hydrogen
To get me where I'm going
The only trouble is
In a collision
We'll take the city down
In an atomic cloud

Flying down the 89
On my way to Mexico