Straight along i am racing
Straight along on a smooth avenue
I am chattering and howling
But a break is not granted because i am built to rage
I am just a tool for the show
Only the road is my home
I was made to succeed
A slave for the street
Steam is fading behind me
There's a twinge shooting into my gear
All my pistons are glowing
But i will keep on rolling 'cos i'm treated merciless
I'm only a tool for the show
Only the road is my home
I was made to succeed
A slave for the street
Thousand miles left behind me
Feel the energy's leaving my soul
Reaching home in depetion
I am worn out until the next day which presents the same
Again i'm the tool for the show
Only the road is my home
I was made to succeed
A slave for the street
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