Track Insight / Lyrics
Checker cab rolls past the park
Yellow paint peels like old skin
Artillery shakes the window glass
Muddy helmet rests in sludge
Fare box rattles, coins spill out
War don't pay, but meter runs
Thunder run on midnight shift
Wheels turn deep in trench-mud ruts
Helmet sits where soldier fell
Driver lights a cigarette
Thunder run on midnight shift
Hope flares bright in exhaust smoke
Radio crackles, dispatcher calls
Pickup at the factory gate
Rat-tails scatter in headlight beams
Boots leave prints on vinyl seats
Meter clicks a steady rhythm
Death don't ride for free tonight
Thunder run on midnight shift
Wheels turn deep in trench-mud ruts
Helmet sits where soldier fell
Driver lights a cigarette
Thunder run on midnight shift
Hope flares bright in exhaust smoke
Coffee thermos steams beside
Map folded wrong for fifteen years
He drove the generals in '42
Now drives the refugees and wounded
Engine coughs, transmission whines
Still the wheels keep turning round
Thunder run on midnight shift
Wheels turn deep in trench-mud ruts
Helmet sits where soldier fell
Driver lights a cigarette
Thunder run on midnight shift
Hope flares bright in exhaust smoke
Dawn breaks gray through smog and ash
Fare collected, receipt torn off
Helmet's gone — someone claimed the steel
Mud washed clean by morning rain
Taxi pulls to garage doors
Another shift, another war
Steering wheel wears smooth as bone
Pedals bent from thousand stomps
He don't ask where the thunder comes
Just drives the line the meter shows
Stubborn as the engine's heart
Hope ain't pretty — hope persists
Keys hang on the pegboard hook
Logbook closed with rubber band
Artillery still booms out east
But taxi rests in quiet bay
Driver walks home through waking streets
Whistling low a marching tune
Thunder run on midnight shift
Wheels turn deep in trench-mud ruts
Helmet sits where soldier fell
Driver lights a cigarette
Thunder run on midnight shift
Hope flares bright in exhaust smoke
Thunder run — the meter stops
Thunder run — the dawn breaks through
Engine cools in morning light
Another run waits for the night