that you can't give
you wanna lift my bonnet
and look under the lid
i've topped up the tank
eat my dust
you can
find a new hinge
to squeak
i'm running down the future
the past is gone
it's livin in your mind
and
I'm movin on
changin my colour
set my own mood
rubber hits the road
i'll be
glidin on nitrogen
oh yea
i'm running down the future
the past is gone
it's livin in your mind
and
I'm movin on
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