Lyrics:
Three angels up above the street
Each one playing a horn
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out
They've been there since Christmas morn
feedin' ya
You know the fourth level of jealousy's called media
Isn't that an ironic revelation?
Give that address to your driver, make it your
an ironic revelation?
Give that address to your driver, make it your destination
'Stead of just a post out of desperation
This me reachin' the deepest
The great metal wheel spins round and round
Oh they go round and round
You got three more rides till you're all done
No wonder why you're not having
fever, wheels turnin' in the rain,
Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain,
Go driver go! Move like a hurricane.
{Riffs, Dave and Rod trading licks}
after its nest
Twenty-three miles we've covered today
So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
The wheels go turning round,
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And my hoes hardly speak - they smoke while they ride
Just, blowin the driver, when I'm one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters)
a good little car
but you got too many drivers at your wheel
now listen to me baby
you can;t do this to me
you said you had onme driver
now you got
the driver's wheel
A little to left I'm gone
A little to the right so long
Have I gone too far?
It's death by car
One mile
I close my eyes
Two miles
She laughs
to black
I've crossed the line
And I can't turn back
I think I'm going to die
On this freeway
I think I'm going to die
Behind the driver's wheel
A little
after its nest
Twenty-three miles we've covered today
So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
The wheels go turning round,
lamp trials
She likes the way the turbo spools, I like the way it makes her smile
My baby's a race car driver, always placed in the top three
I wanna win
you'll be the driver
With you behind the wheel, we'll go even higher (oh-yeah)
for a ride
for a ride
for a ride
for a ride
for a ride.
Triggers
C three at the wheel That's a Dangerous whippers
Sideways Skidding
Drivers and drillers pull up on Anybody block
Three disco Dingers Hot ones all
round the table,
From the bottom he slips three.
Watch yourself if you play this game,
The fastest card game on wheels,
Come on, won't you be
at the wheels
C.Here's to you…
3.Here's to the winners of the human race
Here's to the losers in the game
Here's to the soldiers of the bitter wars
Here's
is what you get
Neighborhood's hella jealous when they see the wheels
Pull up in the gun metal 'rari with a fresh fit
Gas pedal, gas pedal
Trying
is what you get
Neighborhood's hella jealous when they see the wheels
Pull up in the gun metal 'rari with a fresh fit
Gas pedal, gas pedal
Trying
(Verse 1)
Captain Gauckler, our fearless driver bold
Turning bicycles into trucks, so we're told
With ADHD, he’s always on the go
Racing through
MAKE MY JOURNEY’S SWEET
(Verse 1)
In the heart of traffic, my wheels keep spinning 'round,
Every fare's a new chapter, where stories abound.
Through
JOKESTER"
GOIN' FAST BUT I DON'T WANT IT TO BE OVER
KEEP YOUR HANDS ON THAT WHEEL
BABY DRIVER SPEED AS WE FLASH RIGHT PAST YA'
THEN WE HUNGRY SLUSH PUPPIES
[Verse]
Wheels go round round
Up and down the town
Drive it all around
Hear that funny sound
[Verse 2]
Kids are laughing loud
Sun up in the clouds
Didn't sit there and call the cops (oh that's crazy)
Got up out the back door like whoa! (oh that's crazy)
Hop in the excursion with sixteen wheels (oh
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