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evening in the city children running home i only feel the steering wheel i only see the chrome sidewalks aren´t made for me walking ain´t my job all i want is drive a benz and fuck all breaking cops i´m a driver living on the street got an engine it´s everything i need driving driving on and on driving driving on and on and on and on and.... my fires are high rising when i smell the gasoline praise the fast lord of velocity who made me part of this machine driving driving on and on driving driving on and on and on and on and.... words: j. vogeltanz 1995/2000 |