Hot wind blows on the blacktop road
Heavy wheels carry every load
Mirage shakes on the distant line
Looking for a lucky golden sign
Burning gold on the boulevard
Playing every single winning card
Choppers spin over towers of glass
Watching all the summer moments pass
Meter ticks while the city glows
Where the hidden river water flows
Copper coins in the plastic tray
Driving through the middle of the day
Burning gold on the boulevard
Playing every single winning card
Choppers spin over towers of glass
Watching all the summer moments pass
Leather seats and a salted breeze
Swaying like the heavy palm tree leaves
Concrete jungle in a fever dream
Nothing is exactly as it seems
Burning gold on the boulevard
Playing every single winning card
Choppers spin over towers of glass
Watching all the summer moments pass
Hold the wheel till the light turns green
Cleanest ride that you ever have seen
High above where the steel birds fly
Cutting through a heavy yellow sky
Fare is paid and the door is shut
Following a narrow city cut
Streetwise laws and a steady hand
Ruling over all this shimmering land
Burning gold on the boulevard
Playing every single winning card
Choppers spin over towers of glass
Watching all the summer moments pass
Ride the wave, feel the heat.
Ride the wave, feel the heat.
Just another day on the street.
