Cold steel and coffee in a paper cup
Wait for the blacktop for the sun to wake up
Wrench in my pocket and a grease-stained sleeve
Waiting for a sign that it's time to leave
Blue nitrous burn in the midnight air
Cold metallic wind blowing through my hair
Pushing the limit till the engine screams
Tearing a hole through these electric dreams
Pine trees are standing like a wall of green
Cleanest fuel mixture that I've ever seen
Tighten the bolts on the silver line
Watching the clock for a perfect sign
Telephone poles in a long straight row
Ready the trigger and we're set to go
Scent of the ozone and the burning oil
Waiting for the heavy metal blood to boil
Blue nitrous burn in the midnight air
Cold metallic wind blowing through my hair
Pushing the limit till the engine screams
Tearing a hole through these electric dreams
One click of the switch and the world goes white
Cutting a path through the dead of night
No turning back when the pressure hits high
Searing a streak across a velvet sky
Gears in a rhythm and the pistons beat
Feeling the shiver of the asphalt heat
Chrome on the fender and a steady hand
Fastest machine in a lonely land
Blue nitrous burn in the midnight air
Cold metallic wind blowing through my hair
Pushing the limit till the engine screams
Tearing a hole through these electric dreams
Blue nitrous burn.
Hold the line.
Blue nitrous burn.
