You watch him twist the brass valve slow
Blue flame kicks beneath the glow
Pressure builds in copper vein
Thunder waking in the rain
Nitrous gospel, sung in steel
Piston hymns that peel and peel
You feel the surge beneath your feet
Crossroads rhythm, raw and sweet
Wrench turns slow on manifold bolt
Stories that the metal told
Taxi meter dark and dead
Dreams of fares inside your head
Nitrous gospel, sung in steel
Piston hymns that peel and peel
You feel the surge beneath your feet
Crossroads rhythm, raw and