damn, my head is pounding, i hate the smell of smoke

hey, there ain't no backup outside the wire

lock and load for contact, i guess i'll take a 

drive, like a rocket, drive

drive, like a madman, drive

cool, the air is cooler and now it smells real clean

tears run down my cheeks as i hold my daughter

drive, like a racecar, drive

drive, like a rockstar, drive

there's something about that new car smell

there's something about the climb from hell

there's something in the air i breathe

there's something missing that i need

drive

peace, where are you hiding, why does it seem so hard

damn, my head is pounding, there's no escape from pain,

drive, like a rachet, drive

drive, like a hammer, drive

drive, like a rocket, drive

drive, like a racecar, drive