When you motor away beyond the once-red lips
When you free yourself from the chance of a lifetime
You can be anyone they told you to
You can belittle every little voice that told you so
And then the time [bad word] when you add up the numbers
And then the time [bad word] when you motor away
Oh, why don't you just drive away?

When you motor away down the icy streets
You can't lie to yourself that it's the chance of a lifetime
You can be anyone they told you to
You can belittle every little voice that told you so
And the time [bad word] when you add up the numbers
And then the time [bad word] when you motor away
Oh, why don't you just drive away?
 [bad word] on
Speed on